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...stammering smart guy, although this time in a Spinal Tap wig and caveman furs, Cera can't stop Year One from being a bad movie, but he does save it from being a catastrophe. He plays Oh, an inept gatherer who is best friends with an even more inept hunter named Zed (Jack Black). They're kicked out of their village - the wisest act committed in that community since the decision to rub two sticks together - and proceed to travel through a greatest hits of early religious history, culminating in a trip to Sodom...
...film. I have no interest in doing that. With Lemony Snicket, the studio wasn't so much excited about making the film as they were in launching the franchise. I mean, if you really think through what readers of those books want, this is basically Night of the Hunter for kids. Jim Carrey is a murderer who wants to get these kids and their money. The thought of really committing yourself to this dark, sly sense of humor was what appealed to me, and I had the same goal here - not to come in and make some kitschy faithful remake...
...actions are public than when they will go unnoticed. Competitive altruism explains why soldiers jump onto grenades during war (their clans will reap the rewards) and why vain CEOs build hospital wings (they enjoy the social renown that they could never acquire from closing another big deal). In many hunter-gatherer societies, including some Native American tribes in the Pacific Northwest, prominent families have staged elaborate ceremonies in which they compete to give away possessions...
...John McHugh brings a great intellect and strong leadership capabilities to the position of the ranking member. The Republican leadership of the Armed Services Committee could not be in better hands." - Representative Duncan Hunter, on being succeeded by McHugh as ranking member on the House Armed Services Committee. (The Syracuse Post-Standard...
...collegiate intellectual growth. There could hardly be a better illustration than the wisdom of the Freshman Dean’s Office having assigned me to bunk in the penthouse of Grays middle entry with a tall, handsome, working-class and hilariously cynical white boy from Georgia. A lifelong hunter, he could hardly have seemed more different from me—a scion of the “Gold Coast” Afrostocracy of Washington. We irritated each other with occasional lapses in the tidiness that we both prized, but our late nights were never long enough for us to finish...