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...Luhrmann (Moulin Rouge!) to confect an elaborate production number proclaiming the Musical Is Back. They also trotted out a retinue of Oscar-winning royalty - Sophia Loren, Shirley MacLaine, Robert De Niro and Anthony Hopkins - to give individual tributes to the nominees in the acting categories; the ploy was sweet at first but ultimately laborious, as the honorees squirmed in their closeups at the fulsome praise lavished on them. (See pictures of the best Oscar dresses...
...thousand is a pretty sweet number, I’m not going to lie, but I’ve only been setting for two years, so I don’t know [how much] it means,” he says. “I think it does mean that we’re gelling as a team. 1000 assists means a lot of kills...
...face that the Holocaust didn't happen," says Stupnik, who lives in the quiet Buenos Aires neighborhood of Villa del Parque and still carries the number A-15538 that the Nazis tattooed on her forearm when she arrived at the camp. "I wanted to tell him about the nauseating, sweet smell that came from the burning corpses, how the trains came from all over Europe, from Greece, from France. Their suitcases piled up on the ground outside while the Jews were taken to the gas chambers." (See pictures of Kristallnacht...
...Ciara vogues against a wall, it’s never clear whether the duo are angry or just turned on. The situation devolves into rampant vandalism, with the couple pettishly destroying each others’ prized possesions. Ciara goes for the big ticket items, covering Enrique’s sweet ride with paint and throwing his prized artwork in their pool. Enrique, on the other hand, is content smashing Ciara’s perfume bottles and dropping a pitcher of milk. It seems he’s too busy scowling to put any effort into his vengeance. The violent sounds...
...arrive early to fight my way to a counter space between that homeless-looking guy in the bomber jacket and the two TFs who like to grade papers in total, ominous silence over their cappuccinos. To those of you who spend your Saturdays in the airy, mostly sweet-smelling spaces of Lamont Café or the Widener Stacks, never needing to elbow anyone more threatening than a group of Weld freshmen in order to secure yourself a spot: Don’t smirk and fold your arms complacently. This could be you sooner than you think...