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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Being John Malkovich is wack. And I don't mean that it's incomprehensible--like Mission Impossible or The Thin Red Line. The movie is so deliberately logical and well thought out that you find yourself nodding with your mouth wide open in shock. (You gotta love Spike Jonzes. First came that prank he pulled on the MTV Video Music Awards as a slightly retarded "dance troupe" leader, then came the scene-stealing in Three Kings and now prancing Malkoviches! He might single-handedly move us out of the Adam Sandler/Farrelly Brothers gross-out comedy era.) Critics are comparing...
...entirely changes the show's tone. Seconds later, of course, the bouncing Irish return to claim their stage. But the most egregious offense comes a few acts later. A group of African-American dancers saunter onto stage wearing black (get it! get it!) and start to boogie--and I mean exaggerated, highly offensive, stereotypical "boogie-ing"--to the generic beats of a sunglasses-wearing saxophone player. A second later, a group of beautiful blond Irish dancers all wearing white (aha!) enter stage left to start a little friendly competition with these upstarts. It's embarrassing. But the audience...
...Past issues have focused on people such as Seamus Heaney and Elizabeth Bishop and ideas such as love and pleasure. A very professional and polished publication, The Harvard Review has existed in its current incarnation only since the spring of 1992. Dream about getting published here, and in the mean time, just read...
...long as these differences help to make a better film, without sacrificing the essence of the figures involved, then they should be tolerated. But trying to fit real people into a "protagonist" or "antagonist" mold usually does mean tampering with the facts, and can portray people unfairly. Although Wigand and Bergman do not mind that their characterizations were altered for the film, the crew at "60 Minutes" have had a very different reaction...
...finish the job. Smoking, by the way, is not allowed. (That's a new one for Army life, but good - getting the Camel off my back is part of what I volunteered for.) Nine weeks from now I'll be what John Candy signed up to be - a lean, mean, fighting machine - unless they've dropped that part of it too, along with the free socks. Some things never change, though: I leave the home front tear-stained, and with orders to write...