Word: weightness
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Lion King or the ballroom sequence in Beauty and the Beast it is difficult not to be enraptured by this visual tour of the capital of ant farms. As you'd expect, listening to Woody Allen complain about "never being able to lift more than ten times his body weight" is funny, but in Antz, it is the panorama that steals the show. The casting choices made by Dream Works are a good stab at originality in the increasingly stale world of animated blockbusters, but in the end, Antz turns out to be little more than the same old story...
...looks of it, most of us were there in Harvard Yard last Friday when Nelson Mandela received an honorary degree. The day was shining, the Yard decked with flags and flowers, and the grass still hasn't recovered from the weight of the 25,000 people who heard Mandela speak. The ceremony was essentially Commencement in the fall: seniors were given reserved seats, the dais was lined with Harvard's specialists in appropriate fields and the program, rife with preliminary speakers and musical interludes, was as reflective and inspirational as a Commencement valedictory. And, of course, just like all Harvard...
...Yale is one of the top teams. They are solid all around," said Burney. "[The game] holds a lot of weight...
...Tyson is cleared by the doctors, the Nevada Athletic Commission is expected to give the former heavy-weight champion a new boxing license...
...having recently been driven to buy a bootlegged CD of material recorded for Smile, the legendarily unfinished Beach Boys album that could have been the greatest pop record of the '60s--Brian Wilson said he was writing a "teenage symphony to God"--if it hadn't collapsed under the weight of Wilson's ambition and mental illness. I love this CD. I love its raw beauty, but even more, I love its wasted promise. (This is a boy example; girls can substitute Sylvia Plath's burned journals.) I also love the illicit access to Wilson's half-finished thoughts...