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...little. I know I was there that day, on that flight, for a reason. Now I need to get back to work because I'm doing what I love. I'll be perfectly..." She pauses as if willing herself to believe her own words, then finishes with a tentative smile...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Flight Attendants: Courage in the Air | 9/9/2002 | See Source »

...there was Justin, as in Justin Guarini, her fellow finalist, who was so ridiculously good-natured that even perennially cheerful Katie Couric seemed befuddled by him; she tried (unsuccessfully) to get a rise out of him when he appeared on the "Today" show Thursday morning. Guarini just sat there, smiling his blindingly white smile, insisting Kelly was the rightful winner...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Person of the Week: Kelly Clarkson | 9/5/2002 | See Source »

...have to speak French to get good service. Just say, "Bonjour, madame," and smile broadly as you walk in; they'll think you mean business...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Learned Opinion | 9/2/2002 | See Source »

...addicted to sleeping pills. His son is a pothead. The stepmother Mika (Isabelle Huppert) wanders about with a benign half-smile on her face, lacing the family's bedtime hot chocolate with a potent--and in her hands potentially lethal--soporific. The Swiss chateau is an unlikely stoner's paradise--and maybe, in Chabrol's mind, a metaphor for the way the bourgeois sleepwalk around their problems. Merci pour le Chocolat occasionally succumbs to Mika's legato rhythms, but it is more often a sly, subtle comedy about the oh-so-gentle art of murder. --By Richard Schickel

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Movies: Merci Pour Le Chocolat | 9/2/2002 | See Source »

...peasants are stealing your artwork!" I yelled to Yu Xiao Yu. I had just run halfway across a tiny, muddy island on the outskirts of Nanjing, dodging several avant-garde sculptures and art installations along the way."Really?" asked the artist, as his round face broke into a smile. "That's great!" A group of fellow Nanjing artists laughed and pointed at the leather-faced farmer in a worn Mao jacket who, along with his wife and son, was cheerfully scooping armfuls of seaweed from Yu's installation: a giant ditch in the shape of a gingerbread man, which...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: In Nanjing, It's Art for Art's Sake | 8/26/2002 | See Source »

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