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Skip it, and go instead for Kuper's far more interesting adaptation of Upton Sinclair's 1906 novel "The Jungle" (NBM; 48 pages; $16). When first published, its exposure of the Chicago meatpacking industry's outrageous conditions created a scandal that resulted in the passage of the Pure Food and Drug Act. But far more immortal than mere reportage, "The Jungle" retains its power to shock thanks to the artistry of the novel's characterization and cracking plot. It stars Jurgis Rudkus, a Lithuanian bear of a man who, at the novel's beginning, has just arrived in America...
...story of the Crusades, movie minds perk up. Kingdom of Heaven, written by current hot scripter William Monahan, is set in Jerusalem in 1187, between the Second and Third Crusades. It spins out a clash of personalities, cultures, regions and religions. What fascinates Scott this time is the pure, severe code of the knight. "The knight was the cowboy of that era," he says. "He carried with him degrees of fairness, faith and chivalry--right action. I think right action is what it is really all about...
...nitpick everything. If I throw a three-hitter and give up one run, I'll be trying to figure out how and why that run came in. It's the only way I can play the game. The night after a win, there's about 30 minutes of pure ecstasy, and that's the 30 minutes you're in the clubhouse with your teammates. And that goes away when I leave the park because I'm trying to figure out what I can do better five days later...
...clan lands, Mawurndjul's family mine a pure white clay, believed to be the essence of Ngalyod, which forms the foundation for his paintings. In recent years, Mawurndjul has allowed ever larger swathes of delek to shine through, as bright as the sun or the flick of a rainbow serpent's tail. Perhaps viewers should wear sunglasses to the show. Captured here is the white-hot flash of an art in motion; who knows where it might go next...
Though most, if not all, of the Crimson’s nine draft picks have imagined scoring a game-winning goal in a Stanley Cup Final since they first laced up their skates, their initial inklings were the stuff of pure fantasy, detached from any real sense of what it meant to be a professional athlete. Now just one or two steps away from the realization of those adolescent reveries—years removed from those first practice runs in local rinks and on suburban streets—there can be no illusions about what life as a hockey player...