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Nicolas R. Rapold
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Fifteen Minutes: Endpaper: Things Past
My brother's cut-rate encyclopedia, suspiciously slim volumes that I would ransack for sixth-grade book report roughage, featured an innovative learning
Wings of Desire: Zonca Is A Good Guy
THE DREAM LIFE OF ANGELS Directed by Erick Zonca Starring Eloise Bouchez, Natacha Regnier Sometimes you think critics across the
Back to Black
Chastened by the reception of a certain red-lettered heroine's heartrending tale, the director of such wide eyed spiritual triumphs as
Hurlyburly: Revisiting the 80s
HURLYBURLY Directed by Anthony Drazen Starring Sean Penn, Kevin Spacey, Meg Ryan, Anna Paquin Anthony Drazen's Hurlyburly is not another
Meet Joe Blank: A Recovering Alcoholic Tries The AA Way
MY NAME IS JOE Directed by Ken Loach Starring Peter Mullan, Louise Goodall, Anna-Marie Kennedy, David McKay Limeys have long
A Conversation With Depeche Mode's Justin Rice
A LOOK AT MUSIC Justin Rice '99 Once in a while the Crimson Arts staff likes to take a step
Harvard-Radcliffe Theater Gets Cozy During Summer
MIDSUMMER NIGHTS: A LOOK AT HRST Lano Williams '00 Producer, Lend Me a Tenor This summer sees the welcome breeze
B-Movie Heroine Chic: Tarantino's Hyper-Hip Brew Potent No More
I am immune to hype. Folks may whine this way or that about the foundering dinghy that is Titanic but
'Scream 2' Goes One Step More Meta, But We're Reaching Saturation
If pornography is all about every bodily thing working absolutely perfectly all the time, then horror entails the breaking down
Alien Resurrection
The fourth installment of the series isn't appreciably better than the movie after which no sequels need have been made,
Fear of Genetics Meets Cellophane and Custard
Good question! Because of money, I guess, for starters. Also, because it's the coolest space monster ever. Because of visual
A New Addiction: Fumbling Toward Ecstasy
Calling Jane's Addiction a bastion of integrity makes them sound like an American motor vehicle company, but the sentiment rings
L.A. Confidential
You know L.A. Confidential has ended when it is both daytime and not raining. In a fine version of the
And It Feels Just Like I'm Walking on...
The world's there and it's free to use, pun police notwithstanding: the current performance of Arthur Miller's Broken Glass at
Men in Blue: Slick Film Goes Behind Closed Doors
You know "L.A. Confidential" has ended, when it is both daytime and not raining. In a fine version of the
