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...Like the Downey film, Speed Racer is plenty satisfying in traditional action-movie terms. It boasts enough auto-erotic car-nage to make Grand Theft Auto IV seem, by comparison, like a junkyard jalopy. Beyond that, there's the edifying display of people taking control of their own destinies by building beautiful, useful machines. The heroes of Speed Racer and Iron Man could be the garage geeks who paved Silicon Valley with cybergold; or Hollywood's visual-effects alchemists, translating their fantasies into pixels to create gorgeous movies like these. Iron Man and Speed Racer are tributes to practical ingenuity...
...cars in order to vanquish the bad guys. And in doing so, they've provided plenty of standard action-movie pleasures. Iron Man gives you a guy flying over L.A., disrupting military aviation and confronting a villain in even larger metal couture. Speed Racer boasts enough auto-erotic car-nage to make Grand Theft Auto IV seem, by comparison, like a jalopy junkyard...
...head she shares with the alien. When host and parasite (who goes by Wanda) meet up with the host's old lover--now a resistance fighter in hiding--the alien falls for him too and joins the humans. It's a love triangle with two sides, a ménage ŕ deux. Like Twilight, The Host is a kinky setup--two girls in one body!--played absolutely clean...
Post-break up sadness: Relationships are about two people—not one; except, of course, if you’re in a ménage-a-trois. Then it’s about three people. Anyway, the point is that if you focus on either what you did wrong or what he did wrong, you will be left with frustration. It was both of you. And that compatibility factor (the chemistry) coupled with timing (I, for one, believe timing is everything) is what brought the relationship to an end. So don’t wrap yourself up in questions...
...with Vera was legendary, Nabokov never married. “I have been enormously fond of women,” writes Nabokov, “and that fondness perhaps blinded me in making my choices and decisions, until it was too late to embark on a traditional ménage...