July 2007
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Yes, it is a bit spooky that he died within a day or two of Bergman, one of those things that you feel must mean something even though you aren't sure what it might be—which, come to think of it, is highly fitting for these two directors. Here is what I said a month or…
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Provisional Last Word on Harry Potter NOTE: There are no spoilers, properly speaking, in this post, but I do give my general opinion of the last book, so if you want to remain absolutely free of preconceptions about it you may want to skip this. UPDATE: no spoilers in the post itself, but there are…
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Since I first encountered them in college, forty years ago, Bergman's films have been among the few that I care about as deeply as I do my favorite books and music, notwithstanding the fact that I had no clear idea what some of the more gnomic ones (e.g. Persona) were really about. As much as…
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Tristania: Illumination A year or two ago on the Caelum et Terra blog there was a discussion of guilty pleasures, with accompanying revelations. Being Catholics, we were careful to specify that we did not mean sinful pleasures—sin is sin, and when you sin you go to confession and try your best not to do it…
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Unless you want them to learn about love and courage, faith and loyalty, and the importance and difficulty of learning wisdom. (Please, no spoilers if you comment on this.) Pre-TypePad http://js-kit.com/for/lightondarkwater.com/comments.js
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Men almost always want a bigger television. By that I mean not only bigger than the woman in his life wants, but bigger than the one he already has. Most of the exceptions to this rule are men who on principle refuse to have a television in the house at all, and those happy few…
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A Vignette I mentioned in a comment recently that I have an array of unfinished projects that never cease to whisper accusations of neglect at me. One of them is a novel that I started some twenty or twenty-five years ago. There are a number of reasons why it’s languished for most of that time,…
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The Clientele: Suburban Light One rainy Saturday evening in 1976 I wandered into the only serious record store in town. By “serious” I mean it was like the record shop in the movie High Fidelity—the owner, Paul somebody, and most of the people who worked there were passionate music lovers, zealously evangelistic for the music…
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According to Get Fuzzy–and me. Pre-TypePad http://js-kit.com/for/lightondarkwater.com/comments.js
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I've long been fascinated by la difference as an intellectual question (that is, as distinct from the emotional obsession with the opposite which kicked in around age thirteen). I think the interest began back in the early '70s, when radical feminists declared that there were no psychological differences between the sexes, except in those respects…
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