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Anyone who has ever had anything to do with schizophrenia will tell you that there is nothing attractive or heroic or artistic about it, but the romantic myth that there is dies hard. The talented Samuel L. Jackson is the latest star prepared to take on the role of holy madman in The Caveman’s Valentine,…
There’s no question that Shine director Scott Hicks’s Snow Falling on Cedars is well-named. The weather — not only snow but fog and rain and looming clouds over the glorious landscapes of San Pedro Island in coastal Washington state — is undoubtedly the star of the show. Unfortunately, this is because the weather is mainly…
A trip down memory lane to those dim and distant days before September 11th when everyone in Hollywood knew that America’s armed services were manned by criminals and psychopaths
The Blessed Virgin as drug smuggler? It’s OK, folks, as long as her own drug of choice is the blessed freedom — and wealth — of America
Che Guevera is still a political rock star here in the land he despised — so what if he killed Cuban “class enemies” and helped impose on those who survived exile, oppession and poverty?
Wild Man Blues by Barbara Kopple is a documentary about Woody Allen and a pickup band and their tour of Europe to play New Orleans jazz. The deal must have been for Barbara to come along and get lots of shots of Woody and Soon-Yi, suitable for tabloid TV, in exchange for making Woody look…