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...devoted to the Art of the Americas. The new wing, designed by Norman Foster, will contain over 50 new galleries spread over four floors. Visitors will begin on the ground floor with the Pre-Columbian era and work their way up until they get to the modernist masters like Jackson Pollock and Franz Kline on the top floor, alongside African-American artist Jacob Lawrence and Cuban artist Wilfredo Lam. Objects from South, Central, and North America will be presented as forming a coherent whole, a particular trajectory through the evolution of artistic practice...
Toothless is but one of many creatively crafted dragons in the film. Unlike the CGI-based cinematography, which often calls to mind the epic sweep of Peter Jackson with glorious pans across its digitized landscapes, the film’s dragons are awkward and strange. With outsized heads and teeth that jut out at uncomfortable angles, these are not the majestic and mysterious beasts of so many other films-—they are odd and misshapen, just like people. The movie’s message of empathy is thus underscored by its imagery...
...Walking into their ski lodge circa 1986 - just as the guys are beginning to realize that they have time-traveled, clued in by indoor cigarette smoking, a "Where's the Beef" T-shirt and Ronald Reagan live on TV - Nick grabs a woman and demands, "What color is Michael Jackson?" Her well, duh response - "Black!" - sends all four shrieking to the safety of their room. It's funny, but in the present, Jackson isn't of ambiguous color, he's actually gone - and so the joke hangs in the air for an uncertain second. It's a reminder...
...Democrats also got into the act. Sheila Jackson-Lee, a liberal Democrat from Texas, said she went down among the protesters saying, "God bless America. We're glad you're here." She also flashed two fingers in a mischievous V for victory. The response? "Someone flipped a third finger," she said...
...long planned to ditch the rat race for what he terms the Afterlife, early retirement in a dirt-cheap yet pleasant developing country. Now, as Glynis' medical bills come in, the prospect of the Afterlife is dwindling along with his savings. Shep's best friend, toxic pontificator Jackson, spends his waking hours taking mental notes for an anticapitalist manifesto he'll never write, but his real problem is heartbreak over his 16-year-old daughter Flicka, who was born with a fatal genetic disease called familial dysautonomia. Flicka is angry because she is deformed, drooling and dying...