Word: penciled
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DIED. FREDDIE BLASSIE, 85, early villainous hero of professional wrestling during the 1950s and '60s; in Hartsdale, N.Y. He helped propel his TV celebrity by jeering the crowds, biting opponents in the ring and calling foes "pencil-neck geeks." In 1983 he appeared with the late comic Andy Kaufman in My Breakfast with Blassie, a film parody of My Dinner with Andre...
...hunks of automobile metal, cut and welded, crushed and painted, build multicolored bridges between Abstract Expressionism and Pop. Not far from his galleries, there's a mini-show of Agnes Martin's delectable paintings, broad washes of color over a rectangular gridwork of lines drawn with a slightly trembling pencil. Something sings across those shivering wires. Dia also has the space to present some of the weightiest and most forceful postwar American art. The sheer tonnage of Richard Serra's Torqued Ellipses, 1996-97, or Michael Heizer's North, East, South, West, 1967-2002--four massive holes, each a slightly...
...Janabi, who still has close ties with remnants of the old regime, has returned from Hemet, Calif. (where his wife Lori Van Arsdale is mayor), to his family home, now frequently visited by Americans, in the Mansour area of Baghdad. Al-Janabi, a well-heeled Arab with a pencil-thin mustache and an affinity for American slang, describes Garner as "my homie...
Critics said CNN had "traded truth for access." (From the crowing over Jordan's "shocking revelations" on rivals Fox News and MSNBC, you'd have thought he had handed over each Christiane Amanpour script for Saddam to red-pencil.) Jordan had made 13 trips over 12 years to lobby Iraqi officials for interviews, and the line between protecting employees and sucking up is blurry--though, he noted, CNN covered Iraq contentiously enough that its reporters were often kicked out. But, as the New Republic's Franklin Foer points out, CNN also called Saddam's re-election with...
...music. When a guest sings 'F___ you, I hope you die of cancer,' the music shows what the character is feeling: 'I'm lonely, please don't leave.'" At a final rehearsal, Lee tensely kicks his shoes off and watches as music director Martin Koch anxiously conducts with a pencil. The music switches fluidly from baroque and Wagneresque bombast to blues, soul and, of course, modern opera. Characters trade obscenities. Michael Brandon's unerringly realistic Springer paces, arms folded, awaiting his cues. He speaks, they sing. It could all easily descend into chaos, but it works. As a diaper fetishist...