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...dishes--if only he can find a human ally. His desperate choice: a callow scullery lad named Linguini. Remy, in the logic of animated features, understands the boy's words, but Linguini can't speak rat; so the two communicate through Remy's nods and brow furrowings. Somehow, the kid gets the message. "I can't cook ..." Linguini says, and the rodent shakes his head no. "But you can?" Remy answers with a Gallic shrug so eloquent it says many things. First, a modest "Eh, a little." Beneath that: "Well, not to brag, but I'm actually quite proficient." Most...
...danced; now they hang 10 in a funny, hip cartoon mockumentary--sort of Capturing the Penguins-- that goes behind the scenes in a Hawaiian surfing contest to expose the romance, dirty deals and ultimate triumph of the underbird. Shia LaBeouf voices the little hero. Jeff Bridges, as the kid's mentor, reprises his Dude character from The Big Lebowski. Not a comedy tsunami, just consistent ripples of laughs and good vibes...
...faces of NASCAR began to change. Even if some of the sport's beer-bellied fans didn't take to pretty boy Jeff Gordon, France thought Jeff was fine, as did lots of moms, daughters and little kids with poster-bedecked bedrooms. More interesting than Gordon's looks was his heritage. Born in California, he was a teen in Indiana. In an earlier time, such a kid would have dreamed of racing in the Indianapolis 500, maybe, but wouldn't have given NASCAR a thought. Now NASCAR was the big leagues, recruiting coast to coast, and everyone wanted...
...only getting more transparent. There’s no such thing as a purely on-campus issue anymore, now that online discussion threads like Harvard’s BoredatLamont or Brown’s Daily Jolt have elevated anonymous libel to a fully searchable art form. Every time a kid loses an internship because an employer found annotated bong-rip pics on a MySpace page, students clamor that their privacy has been invaded. At IvyGate, we deal with fallout all the time. But what are bloggers and journalists supposed to do when it’s the students themselves...
...that I ended up making a lifelong friend because of an ultimately pointless disagreement between two freshmen in a dining hall—the student had taunted my friend Nick for wearing his ROTC uniform—but that’s as simple as it is. If that kid had kept quiet, I would have likely never really gotten to know Alec, and I certainly would never have lived with...