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...soul of the movie is Fanning, who, like Lily, has turned 14 after an unusual childhood. She was half her present age when she emerged as a self-possessed little scene-stealer in Sean Penn's I Am Sam, and continued to impress in Sweet Home Alabama, Man on Fire and the Spielberg War of the Worlds. Other kid actors might be imps and scamps, but Fanning located the gravity and peril in childhood. Now she is negotiating early adolescence with the same poise. She recently survived the indie movie Hounddog, a heaping plate of refried Southern Gothic (known...
...doctor with a sixth sense for detecting internal ailments. With no signs of exertion, Fanning wills Lily from fictional stereotype into persuasive movie existence. The Secret Life of Bees may not be a To Kill a Mockingbird on page or screen, but Fanning is the center of its soul and intelligence. It's Hollywood's job to find strong parts for this precocious genius as she matures into womanhood...
...Down to Earth For me, my current concerns are less global and more spiritual. The former owner of our land, a rice farmer, feels guilty because he failed to erect an on-site shrine to a local goddess. He thinks we should build it to ease his soul and promote village harmony. After all, locals have heard the spirits on our land wailing when they use a nearby water source. Then, in an offhand remark, our shaman tells us about a Frenchman who had built a villa nearby. Wija was called in to bless the land and chat with...
...absolutely, totally honest I thought this day might come someday, but I was absolutely convinced it wasn't going to be this day. I know people who live their lives waiting for this call, and it's not good for the soul. So I put it out of my mind." (On receiving news of his Nobel prize; New York Times...
...half,” began the description of the 1972 film “Les Demons” on the theatre’s website; I was immediately sold. As far as I’m concerned, anyone not moved by a portmanteau that inventive clearly has no soul. Thus, late on a Friday night, I found myself seated among other eager moviegoers, most of them male, awaiting the start of a movie that would open my eyes to an unfamiliar art form.“Nuns! Now!” yelled an impatient audience member from the balcony...