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...Hence the cognitive dissonance at hearing a clip from Bruni’s song “Quelqu’un m??a dit” accompanying a scene in the recently released “(500) Days of Summer.” The movie, a fluffy Joseph Gordon-Levitt vehicle, takes off from an interesting premise: A pretty female protagonist rejects the labels of a straightforward relationship. For all its pretenses at innovation in the form of jump-cuts and non-linear narrative, though, the final product makes no attempt at exploring the motivations behind that stance...
...massive in their respective scope and ambition, are dazzling and formidable to be sure. His was a new language in fiction; a language of the possible, of poetry vibrating in an uncertainty more readily comparable to that of Franz Kafka than Jorge Luis Borges or Gabriel García M??rquez. A revolutionary and a giant to be sure; but beneath the earth of the legend there was once a man. The latest in a series of impeccable translations by Chris Andrews from New Directions Press, his haunting first book, the crime novel “The Skating Rink...
...dialogue make it a superb opening. The acting is flawless across the cast (has there ever been a poor performance in a Tarantino movie?); Waltz has rightly received the majority of the plaudits for his stunning and terrifyingly likeable portrayal of Landa, but there are numerous other standouts. M??lanie Laurent particularly shines as Shosanna Dreyfus, the only survivor of the opening massacre, convincingly alternating between terror at the prospect of encountering Landa and extraordinary bitterness at the way she has been treated by the Germans. As much as the characters contribute, the small details and Tarantino?...
...fact: Chef Raymond Ost was recently knighted by the French government into the Order of the M??rite Agricole. What does this mean for you? Nothing really, except if you’re looking for fine French dining in the Square. In that case, this is it, enfants. Salade Niçoise, escargot, foie gras, and all the yummy trappings of a gap year in Paris—except for that fling with Jean-Claude...
...Firstly, Italy is having a bit of an identity crisis. The country isn’t quite certain if it is the globe’s museum or a world power. Walking through the streets of Rome, you see a m??lange of ancient ruins, renaissance churches, and fascistic structures. Even the people are old. “Look,” it all seems to say, “once we were powerful; once it was great to be Italian.” Now, residents of the eternal city hardly seem to know what it means...