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...With its complex blend of genres, the play is risky. But Gao's equanimity runs deep. Friends speak of his Zen-like detachment, what his French translator Noel Dutrait calls his "unshakable faith" in himself. "He can be in the center, yet not of the center," observes one of his English translators, Prof. Gilbert Fong. "This is what he tries to capture in his writing." For Gao, detachment is just another word for freedom, the freedom to live and to write what he described in his Nobel acceptance speech as "cold literature," art that "refuses to be strangled by society...
Retrospective analysis can get pretty goofy, but in the case of George Harrison, who really did know he was dying when he wrote his last album, Brainwashed (Capitol), it's unavoidable. During his lifetime, Harrison tested the limits of human patience with his fetish for Zen homilies, and in his final act as a songwriter he has left mystical portent in every rhyme. On Any Road, Harrison rasps, "I keep traveling around the bend/There was no beginning, there is no end." On Stuck Inside a Cloud he takes the mike with him to the great beyond: "Talking to myself/Crying...
...good news is that Zen homilies and pop lyrics aren't all that different. Bless the folks who want to parse every word for reincarnative innuendo, but if you left your inner pothead in a different decade, you can still wander through Brainwashed without feeling like the new guy at Brahman camp. Treat it with the blithe spirit of some of Harrison's other larks, like the Traveling Wilburys or his 1987 cover of Got My Mind Set on You, and you will find yourself having a fine time. Harrison could always write a memorable guitar line, and he does...
...logo, a blue and red highway sign for “Interstate W’04.” The welcome page superimposes this logo onto a picturesque image of the open country road underneath crystal blue skies—presumably in attempts to conjure up the Zen of the poised W. presidency and the limitless potential on the horizon of boundless “compassionate conservatism.” Of course, the irony of the picture is that the empty road—and I say “empty” because ultimately this is a callously empty...
...quickly and permanently typecast once they had bared all, and for whom Cat III was not so much a calling card for stardom as a brand of shame. Yet Loletta Lee could go from teen cutie (in ?Shanghai Blues?) to sex-film siren (in the Cat III ?Sex and Zen II?) to a Best Actress citation from the Hong Kong Film Awards (for Ann Hui?s ?Ordinary Heroes?). And Hsu Chi, the Taiwanese lovely who had posed pink for photo books - and who made her Hong Kong movie debut snogging in the buff with Lee in ?Sex and Zen...