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...franchise has typically earned nearly 70% of its theatrical coin abroad. The third Ice Age cartoon, Dawn of the Dinosaurs, which has also enjoyed a foreign take in the 70% range, is well past the half-billion-dollar mark in its first 19 days. And that mighty Moloch Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen - second in a possibly infinite series of testosterone-fueled toy stories - is at the three-quarters-of-a-billion mark after 26 days. Numbers like those are the main reason Hollywood's slavish adherence to remaking its biggest hits won't change anytime soon. (See pictures...
...talk to his staff and constantly reminisces about his days as a foreign correspondent in Russia and Africa. The reporter without a moral compass (Judith Miller, of WMD fame) gets caught plagiarizing Tolstoy. There is even a hard-driving and swashbuckling rival publisher named Lester Moloch (modeled on Rupert Murdoch). There are countless reporters and editors with their own bizarre tics or traits. The murder was clearly a clever inside job. More, I will not give away...
...into. The actor's agent, Rick Peck (Matthew McConaughey, who nearly ambles away with the picture), worries mainly that his client hasn't been perked with TiVo. But Peck is a baby seal next to studio boss Les Grossman (deliciously played by Tom Cruise as a bald, grotesquely hairy Moloch), whose obscene phone calls usually include the threat to put something big of his into something small of the other fellow's. When Peck learns that Speedman has been captured by the bandits, he gets a little shiver of conscience: "They'll kill him." Grossman nods reverently, "And we will...
Like Holderlin, Blake, Baudelaire, or Rimbaud, the Beat poets are expatriates in contemporary society. They come to San Francisco, writes Rexroth, “for the same reason so many Hungarians have been going to Austria recently.” To Ginsberg, America is Moloch (the semiotic god whose worship entailed human sacrifice, usually of the first-born); and the great minds of Ginsberg’s generation, kicked around by the machine age, looking for “jazz or sex or soup,” are sacrificed to the great American dynamo...
...Moloch!” cries Ginsberg. “Moloch! Robot apartments! invisible suburbs! skeleton treasuries! blind capitals! demonic industries! spectral nations! invincible madhouses! monstrous bombs!” A sphinx of cement and aluminum...