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...photograph is so strong. Not everyone is going to think like me, but I speak with my photographs. It's easier that way. It's the earth itself that's a work of art, and we are all a part of nature. We choose the landscape of our soul." From Arthus-Bertrand's perspective, his most powerful photograph is not of a Brazilian slum, a Philippine village inundated by mud or a quake-ravaged Turkish town. Rather, it is a view of the Ukrainian city of Pripiat in snow. Three kilometers from the now-closed Chernobyl nuclear plant, Pripiat...
...French Impressionist By TIM LARIMER Tokyo One of the oddest acts on the world cup stage has been the sideline shadow play between Philippe Troussier, Japan's French manager, and Florent Dabadie, his inseparable translator. Dabadie, 27, has the soul of a mime. Instead of merely interpreting Troussier's pearls of wisdom, he mimics the boss's every move. "It's about being Philippe Troussier," says Dabadie. "The players don't look at him when he's talking, they look at me." The theatrical Frenchman admits he sometimes edits Troussier's monologues so the coach doesn't "appear...
...best in the other. Croce says of the team: "They weren't Alfred [Lunt] and Lynn [Fontanne] and they weren't Noel [Coward] and Gertie [Lawrence]; they were the two most divinely usual people in the history of movies." If that's the case, then Ginger is at the soul of the movie. She was divinely usual. He was, usually, divine...
...delectable comic turn by Paolo Stoppa. Scorsese is more taken by the light playing on Valli's face than the face itself; on the textures of Monica Vitti's hair, in the crystalline monochrome of "L'Avventura," than on the subtlety with which Vitti reveals a wounded soul through huge, blank eyes. In all Scorsese's reveries of a boyhood falling in love with movies, there's no talk of a boy's love-fear-awe-thrill at the women who animated those movies. His wafting memories hardly carry the scent of a woman...
Bowie's clothes have always matched his music: when he was an effete balladeer, he favored flowing dresses; when he sang soul, he wore sharp white shirts. Now he dresses for comfort, not spectacle, lounging around in agnes b. suits like a hip hedge-fund manager on casual Friday. His songwriting feels both off the rack and a bit sloppy. He needs to work harder on old-fashioned pop hooks and chords...