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...coming. He's wearing A cashmere vest, talking about the limitations of the Sangiovese grape and the appeal of Italian neorealist films and then--boom--Alexander Payne whacks the top of my knee to emphasize a point. The Nebraskan bonhomie explodes right there on my kneecap. He does it again. And again. He's the kind of guy who can swirl a glass of Pinot Noir like a pro and then down it with a "Cheers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Movies: He's Got Good Taste | 10/25/2004 | See Source »

...women make approving sounds as Metivier demonstrates how to break Chipman’s kneecap...

Author: By Hana R. Alberts, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: With a Jab, Class Teaches Defense | 9/25/2003 | See Source »

...city in Pakistan. M.R.'s rates are 50,000-100,000 rupees ($880-$1,760) a hit?unless it involves a "prominent figure," which ups the bill to a million rupees. His boys also do a profitable sideline in intimidation; a Black & Decker drill applied to the kneecap has a wonderful way of loosening tongues and wallets, he says...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: To Have & Have Not | 6/9/2003 | See Source »

...neglect to notice that my left knee has strayed beyond the chrome curlicues that bound the passenger seat, breaking one of the cardinal rules of riding in tuk tuks. There's a loud thwack, a roar of exhaust and a fiery jolt of pain in my kneecap. A goggled gladiator on a motorbike has clipped me on his way past, without even stopping to see if I am O.K. Wiset pulls over at the next set of lights. As I abandon the tuk tuk and hobble off in search of a taxi, the kind with four doors, four wheels...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Hell on (Three) Wheels | 2/10/2003 | See Source »

...rice and plain dhal to eat. Every few hours I would be woken up and pulled from the cell to answer questions. The same high-ranking officer who brandished his pistol would force me to sit on the floor with my legs extended so he could thrash my left kneecap with his baton. The police wanted a full accounting of the time I spent with the Channel 4 crew: the places we went, the sources we met. I had done nothing to be ashamed of, so I told them everything I knew...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Prisoner's Tale | 2/4/2003 | See Source »

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