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...still lives are unequivocally the most inventive and mysterious photographs of the exhibition. He retreats from the streets to the kitchen. But his foodstuffs are neither palatable nor tantalizing. Distorted in scale, lit by mysterious sources and seeming almost alive, these photographs disturb as much as they entice. There are no rites of passage into this world of objects. These depart from his earlier, formalist, abstractions: they are abstraction vivified...

Author: By Marcelline Block, AND CONTRIBUTING WRITERS | Title: Visual Arts and Music | 3/19/1999 | See Source »

...Emerging into the neon lights and raucous zinging of a pint-sized "Himalayan" roller coaster, I suddenly regretted wearing my pea-coat and wool slacks, an appropriate ensemble for my earlier Lit and Arts section, but out of place among the Harley Davidson insignia. My ears absorbed a multitude of noises and frequencies as I scanned the warehouse-sized Emporium: the smack of a baseball in the adjacent batting cage, electronic screams from a blood-and-guts video game, and the monotonous voice of a televised sports commentator. The hubub was mesmerizing and dizzying...

Author: By Eloise D. Austin, | Title: Fun Fun Fun: A Trip to the Good Time Emporium | 3/11/1999 | See Source »

Radcliffe Yard is well-lit after dark, andthere is a security guard patrolling the groundsafter 4 p.m., police sources said. There is anemergency call box on the south side of ByerlyHall...

Author: By Marc J. Ambinder, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Harvard Affiliate Raped in Byerly Hall by Stranger | 3/11/1999 | See Source »

Emerging into the neon lights and raucous zinging of a pint-sized "Himalayan" roller coaster, I suddenly regretted wearing my pea-coat and wool slacks, an appropriate ensemble for my earlier Lit and Arts section, but out of place among the Harley Davidson insignia. My ears absorbed a multitude of noises and frequencies as I scanned the warehouse-sized Emporium: the smack of a baseball in the adjacent batting cage, electronic screams from a blood-and-guts video game, and the monotonous voice of a televised sports commentator. The hubub was mesmerizing and dizzying...

Author: By Eloise D. Austin, | Title: IN THE MEANTIME | 3/11/1999 | See Source »

...controversy over the death and estate of the suicide poet Sylvia Plath to illuminate brilliantly these questions of authority, here the justice system becomes her battleground; lawyers dispute not over matters of law but something more beautiful and strange, the power of stories to overwhelm the truth. The lit-crit quibbling of this approach at times quickly becomes tedious. Still, these cerebral arguments pale beside Malcolm's acute character studies, little gems of quirk and nuance like an eccentric bolo tie on a dreary elderly gentleman that leavens the confusion of the story with humor and grace...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Malcolm Convicts with Innocent Pleasure | 3/5/1999 | See Source »

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