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Prose does not hide that Caravaggio killed people during the tavern-fights which he loved to instigate, and that his competitive spirit—particularly with other artists—earned him an incredible collection of enemies. But somehow these behaviors get lost in the magnificent descriptions of the artist’s work. Somehow, in Francine Prose’s biography, the violence of the character is camouflaged in the tumult of Renaissance Italy...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Book Review: Franche Prose | 10/7/2005 | See Source »

What’s old about the book is its timeless message, one that we hear over and over and somehow manage to forget every time. Having read countless tragic stories of other wars, we know what to expect. War is terrible, and those who romanticize it insult those who give their lives...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Book Review: John Crawford | 10/7/2005 | See Source »

...Into the Blue,” or any of the hundreds of other movies marketed at the perpetually hormonal 18-23 year-old demographic. Shockingly they messed up this time: 110 minutes of Jessica Alba writhing around half-naked projected to 20 times its size on a gigantic wall somehow fails to excite in any way. There must be something sinister going...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Movie Review: Into the Blue | 10/7/2005 | See Source »

...Monk’s greatest characteristics as a jazz pianist was his ability to create something dissonant and complex, yet somehow still infinitely listenable. It is a capability that sets him apart as a unique performer with more than a few great performances. So, when an engineer at the Library of Congress recently discovered a supposedly lost 1957 recording of the Thelonious Monk Quartet performing with tenor sax legend John Coltrane at Carnegie Hall, jazz fans were foaming at the mouth...

Author: By J. samuel Abbott, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Review Of The Week: Thelonious Monk/John Coltrane | 10/7/2005 | See Source »

...renovate the building. As we wind upstairs, Jeff tells us about himself. He had weathered a troubled adolescence. Then, 10 years ago, he became a Scientologist. The religion worked magic for him; he is now happy, employed, married, and substance-free. To demonstrate, he gesticulates and frequently smiles. Somehow, I find this endearing. Fleeing is getting less and less appealing...

Author: By Annie M. Lowrey, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Why Not Scientology? | 10/6/2005 | See Source »

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