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James Poniewozik's essay "Postapocalypse Now" [Oct. 23] was an interesting look at pop culture's fixation on doomsday fantasies, but what we should take from the current visions of mass destruction is not the notion that we're getting too comfortable with Armageddon but the realization that fears of Armageddon have always been with us. Our time is little different from all the eras in which people believed the end of the world was imminent. Yet here we are in a world that somehow has not come to an end, resurrecting ancient symbols to describe our modern doomsday...
LONG ISLAND SHORES MINDY SMITH Smith gets filed under country because her songs tell little stories (the title track is about a family reunion that ends with a trip to a grave), but she's really a hybrid of folk and adult pop: equal parts Patty Griffin and Norah Jones. For lyrics, this native New Yorker leans on just a few evocative nouns, and her melodies grow in the wide open spaces between delicately played guitar chords. Her singing on the standouts You Just Forgot and Please Stay is cool and restrained--not from an absence of feeling but from...
...Welcome to Materialism, U.S.A. In 1999, Halfway, Ore. (pop. 337), became Half.com for a year after a start-up gave the town $100,000 and 20 PCs. And last November, Clark, Texas (pop. 394), was rebranded DISH after the satellite-TV network agreed to give 10 years of free service to the town's 55 homes...
...This time, it appears, Katzenberg was in charge. The movie's pulse races, compared to the tempo of Chicken Run. The film teems with pop-cultural allusions, referencing Finding Nemo (a small fish asking "Have you seen my dad?") and Monty Python & the Holy Grail (a mosquito that finds itself on Toad's tongue and shouts, "Run away!"). Roddy's groin takes quite a pummeling; that's less Wallace and Gromit than Larry, Curly and Moe. The script, like those of many a DreamWorks animated movie, seems assembled from a brainstorming super-session, in which bright guys spit out funny...
Panic sets in. “Where will I wake up to the sweet strains of neo-avant death-pop-core?” you ask. “Where am I going to find somebody who looks like a homeless person to make my coffee...