Harvey Blume
Israel has genuine enemies without, to be sure. But “The Gatekeepers” leaves the impression that it has no less mortal an enemy within.
But there’s something else going on in “Mad Men,” all the more because it’s latent, unannounced, episode by episode. It’s this thing about art and advertising, and the difference, circa that era, if any.
The once proudly and authentically counter-cultural paper The Boston Phoenix went out ugly, fawning on mobster Whitey Bulger.
It’s not a simple story. It’s a story about dreadful ideas, hideous politics and their interaction with art and aesthetic judgment.
Thomas Nagel: Has he penned a rallying cry for those who have no taste for much science in the first place?
Robert Ingersoll is all but unknown in our time. Susan Jacoby sets out to answer why. One answer she proposes is that it was generally assumed that the reactionary expressions of religion Ingersoll contended against would simply fade away over time, to be replaced by education, broader culture and scientific reason.
Obsession is the thing in us that makes us not everybody else. — Joss Whedon
There is so much of a certain kind of violence here — the kind you’ve seen in Tarantino movies before — that it in a sense takes the violence out of violence.
“The Friends of Eddie Coyle” was simply too good a movie, perfect, in its way, and the director of “Killing Them Softly” wants to avoid comparison.
But sometimes, though it may defy certain sorts of expectations, Jews excel not because they have higher sports IQs but just because they are better.
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