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“I love Fats Waller. Fats Waller will always be here because he is simply that magnetic a person(a).”
The books are bleak in that Pierre Michon provides no reassuring, idealistic view of the creative urge. Art leads to no transcendence, no permanent uplifting sentiment. Making poems or making pictures is a rough daily business.
call it, jokingly, the Boston Rock Love Fest, but it really is!” exclaims Rumble organizer Anngelle Wood.
Not many movies try to wring poignancy out of a distraught man standing in a field, shouting his anguish to the sky, while holding two severed limbs.
Whether art can comfortably exist in this thoroughly commercial frame is a question for the ages. Let’s say that whether this show succeeds is firmly in the eye of the beholder.
Simon Schama just can’t stop going on about religion and the extra-special Jewish feel for beauty that has, to his mind, kept Judaism vibrant and intact through the ages.
Israel’s Nalaga’at Theater Deaf-Blind Acting Ensemble, whose name translates to “Do Touch,” is on a U.S. tour that included a side visit to the White House.
Adeptly directed by Roger Michell, “Le Week-End” soars because of its glorious leads.
The culture of American fiction is never as neatly defined as books like “MFA vs NYC” make it out to be.
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