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...Marjane, or Marji in her youth, is a bright, somewhat mouthy kid with a restless imagination and the twin gifts of self-criticism and resilience; she can be knocked down, but never counts herself out. Among her relatives are some whose resistance to the Peacock Throne had led to their confinement and torture. When the clerics take over, Marji shows her defiance in ways both adolescent and forthright. She'll buy an Iron Maiden CD on the black market, and in school she tells her black-scarved teacher, "We've gone from 3,000 [political] prisoners under the Shah...
...interview, Seidel said that his two areas of emphasis will be "making sure that we are providing every kid with an excellent education" and "tackling the high cost of housing" in the city. He said that these two issues will play a large part in determining what Cambridge will look like "10 or 20 years in the future...
...characters; Nevins, who's not an actor, doesn't have that skill, for all his photogenicity. The second difference is that those films weave a romantic spell about their dreamy characters, one that puts the audience in the mood for love. Your Alex is just a mopey, angst-ridden kid, cocooned in the misery of the immature, connecting with no one. Granted, he has plenty to fret about, since he could soon be up on a murder charge. Your aesthetic idolatry of Nevins' beauty derailed, may I say, your ability to tell a story - which is pretty slim to begin...
...chronically scruffy auteur may play the game tonight and get all tuxed up. But he's still a blue-collar kid from Flint, Michigan - the car town that became a poor town when GM closed many of its plants. A classic entertainer and a professional mensch, he knows how to couch a daunting issue in human terms. In Sicko, as he said at a Cannes press conference today, the larger questions are: "Who are we? What has become of us? Where is our soul...
...Which is what serious filmmakers do, especially in works shown at festival like this one. As a Cannes critic, I accept their right to undercut expectations; I hereby validate their modernist parking ticket. But there's enough of a movie kid left in me that I'd like to see this almost-great effort not go bust at the end, but climax in a great big bloody BOOM...