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Gran Torino is a fine film, but it’s as deeply flawed as some of its characters.  I can forgive its characters for their foibles, but not its filmmakers.

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There’s something extremely fascinating about those rare individuals who function on a higher plane, however dysfunctional or detached from the rest of society. The art world, as any other, knows its prodigies and outsiders alike. Here a few good documentaries that cover a wide range of such people.

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My brother-in-law Mark lives in Littleton, but Sarah and I think he should live closer to us in Colorado Springs. In fact, we have many good, convincing reasons for his southern migration. Let’s look at them.

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We start this week’s trailer roundup with Wall-E, Pixar’s latest piece of genius:

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Found the following great article on the topic of — what else? — singleness and identity. But first, a word from Hollywood:
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The world is such a smaller place when you have contacts that can plug you in. Case in point:
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“You hear what you want to hear.”

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My apartment complex is a “gated community”, meaning they have large iron gates that give the impression of security, thereby allowing them to charge more rent. Along with a key, each tenant receives a remote control to open said gate as well as the garage door to the apartment.

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“Mother, don’t you just love every day?”

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Until recently, I had been dating a wonderful girl for 11 months, 3 weeks, and 4 days (at least as far as I can figure).
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Some more notes on the best film of the year, The Incredibles.
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I was about to turn 20 years old. It was 1994 and my grandparents would be celebrating their golden wedding anniversary on my birthday. Flying to Orange, California, to visit them for a week would be a momentous occasion. Afterall, I was leaving my teens and they were entering their retirement.
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I’ve always been a little strangely fascinated with my birthyear. I know that sounds narcissistic, but you’ll have to take my word on this. I don’t collect historical tidbits of the year 1973 for any egotistical reason. It’s just plain old vanilla obsessive compulsive disorder. The following are facts I’ve collected about this year, organized in the following sections: (more…)

“I’d like to think he found a small measure of peace, the kind that so many search for and so few ever find.”

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Could Blockbuster be the Antichrist?
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