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...altogether too obvious, as unsubtle as a Versace dress. Travelers who want to see the more dignified side of Italy should head about an hour west to Padua (Padova). Once great and now willingly overshadowed by Venice, Padua may be small (population 200,000), but it packs an impressive punch. Bound by medieval walls, the city's center is filled with portico-covered streets, an appropriate architectural metaphor...
...their legs eleven (11). But innovation has its limits: an attempt to replace the daubers and paper cards with a small contraption the size of a Palm Pilot bombed. If the machine's power failed mid-game, all would be lost - and then there might just be a punch-up. Speak to the younger players, though, and it's clear the real draw is not the glitz but the cash. Winnings can range from ?15 to ?1.5 million and someone nabs a prize every three minutes. With a bingo tax cut included in Britain's new budget, players will...
...concert in memory of a late, legendary folk music producer. The premise is just the sort of odd episode that Guest has mined so skillfully in the past, but this time around he maintains little of the comic consistency that he has previously captured, settling instead for ham-handed punch-lines and tonally confused subplots. Guest’s distinctive mockumentary technique is not yet stale, but this latest creation arrives disappointingly undercooked...
...PUNCH-DRUNK LOVE/ROGER DODGER. As part of their “Not Nominated (by the Academy)” series, the Brattle is running two of last year’s most intelligent films as a double feature. Punch-Drunk Love, the latest triumph from director Paul Thomas Anderson (Magnolia, Boogie Nights), is a shining comic love story with powerful, artifice-free turns from Adam Sandler and Emily Watson; Philip Seymour Hoffman also has a few funny moments as a crass Utah entrepreneur. Meanwhile, Roger Dodger follows a suave but immature ladies’ man (Campbell Scott...
...dinner at L’Espalier just doesn’t work for me or Harvard for one reason or another. It’s too fancy on a student budget, maybe, or too nice a place to go when the status quo is slamming cups of saccharine punch and freak-nasty dancing ’til 1:00 a.m. before making a beeline to the Kong. That’s a nice thought to have since it shifts the blame squarely off my shoulders. Unfortunately, it’s just not true. Student budgets here are often anything...