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...Hundred Demons should bring her something more. In it she drops the fictional cast of her regular strip and writes directly about her life. The results are sad, funny and sometimes shocking. Many of the chapters tell stories from Barry's childhood, and her awkward years make Charlie Brown look like Rico Suave. Among the horrors she endured were hula lessons ("Girls, I'm still seeing wiggly fingers! Move the whole hand!"), an abominable first job selling jewelry for grumpy hippies, and visits to the scary cat lady next door ("Have some peanut brittle, dear. Just pick...
...damned often the photos are the last we see of them: school portraits or family snapshots reproduced on blurry newsprint or flickering TV screens. The parents hold up the pictures at press conferences and tell their sad, familiar stories: one minute the child was there--in a bedroom, a store, a car seat--and then, in the blink of an eye, she wasn't. Please help us find her. Call this number. Contact the FBI. And sometimes it works. Someone recognizes the photo--the ponytail, the freckles, the wide brown eyes--and the stolen child is found and rescued. Sometimes...
Poor Viktor. He does his best to turn Simone into something Garbo-like, but that's hard to do when the media are in one of their postmodern feeding frenzies. He's soon running around like a fugitive in a three-door farce. Pacino, with his sad, baggy eyes and slightly depressed air, is perfect as the harassed auteur of his own misery. And writer-director Andrew Nicoll is a visually witty operative with a nice ear for the verbal side of Hollywood lunacy as well. Sure, Simone will put you in mind of Wag the Dog, in which...
...free lovin' until getting offed by his crazy ostrich girlfriend, became iconic of the sixties and seventies. The new volume of "Complete Crumb," which covers his work from the mid-1980s, includes strips with Mode O'Day, an archetype of that era's material-obsessed superficiality. But "The Hipman," sad to say, seems a bit out of touch. Mullets? That was so early nineties. It reads like the work of an expatriot...
...Holden both a genuinely tortured soul and a childish poseur. It's that tension--between satire and empathy, pathos and bathos--that gives White's scripts their characteristic discomfiting humor. "Most comedies are so insubstantial that I come out feeling kind of empty," says White. "I feel it's sad to leave all the great themes of drama to the dramatists." White's upcoming movie, The School of Rock (starring Jack Black), is likewise a comedy. Let's hope it also has a role for a creep with a crooked smile...