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...also find that there is a real allure to the technical production of the show; perhaps I'm so enamoured with it because it feels less like traditional television and more like a movie short. The camerawork and set design are an unpredictable mix of slick sophistication and base grittiness. Main characters are perpetually dressed in impeccable Armani suits, the background music is of epic quality, and the plotlines are complex and multi-layered. At the same time, the aforementioned campiness has a tendency to descend to an almost amateurish level. The opening sequence, which hasn't changed since...
...campaign has even leaked Gore's handwritten text of an ad to show he's not consultant driven. For his part, Bill Bradley wants to radiate authenticity. Each time he takes to the podium, reading glasses perched halfway down his nose, he's tacitly shouting, "I'm not slick!" Bradley, who endlessly practiced jump shots, seems as studied as ever...
...track has its moments, but such nuances in a banal batch of tunes only remind the listener of better Bowie. "If I'm Dreaming My Life" and "The Pretty Things Are Going To Hell" are engaging, but it's doubtful they'll be remembered as Bowie classics. Like its slick packaging, even the best of the album is still just surface. Nevertheless, listen to ...hours for the prescribed amount of time, and even the sappiest of songs begin to stick. The album's simplicity and repetitiveness will give you Bowie-brain for days, but unless you're a true Bowie...
...none of these concerns holds any water. Fall auditions draw more than 60 would-be Kroks, and over a five-day span, the group eventually whittles the pool down to five whom they will actually take, showing up at dawn to induct the new boys. The allure of the slick tuxedoes, carefully placed hair and jazzy chords brings them out in droves. The Kroks rise to the occasion, arriving in suits to each round of auditions, setting up a veritable shrine to themselves in a side room in which the audtioners wait their turn. As they sit, or pace, they...
...felt a slight lump in my throat. I'm a sucker for the rituals and realities of democracy, and here we were in the remote Chinese village of Liujiachang watching a thousand citizens in a schoolyard listen to campaign speeches and then vote for mayor. The incumbent, a slick young man elected three years ago, promised to lower taxes and improve irrigation. The challenger, older and more earthy, promised to open the village books for inspection and eloquently described how his own success as a farmer and former mayor would make him a better choice. "I'll bring you down...