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...mainstream American film.But there’s more at work in “Synecdoche” than can be readily explained. Beyond the Brechtian overtones of its self-referential theater, aspects of magical realism abound, tempered but not undernourished. Transposition of a diary across time and space, animate flower tattoos that whither along with their host, and a burning house whose inhabitants tolerate and ignore it for decades all play roles in “Synecdoche, New York.” The film is alive, changing and renewing itself, presumably with successive viewings, in a way that...
...passing monks or her own fevered head. She would turn back–No! It would be now ... but how could she even–when all at once Frederick threw himself from the branch and hit the water with a slap. “Frederick! My mountain flower!” Roxanna shrieked. She ran down the hill and dove in after him. Roxanna could still hear the melancholy last notes of “hey nonny, hey nonny,” lingering in the mist when the cold water closed around her. She had seen Frederick?...
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...shaman inhaled the incense smoke and flicked flower petals into the tropical air. My husband and I were sitting on a patch of earth on the Indonesian island of Bali as the local priest, Ida Bagus Putu Wija, communed with the resident spirits about our vague plans to build a holiday home there. Eventually, the Balinese wise man gave us the news that would literally determine the shape of our future villa. In the parallel spirit world of this devoutly Hindu island, our peaceful stretch of riverbank was actually a bustling spirit town, far bigger than the nearby human village...
...uncertainty that Huber and other autoworkers feel is spreading. While an organ grinder plays German folk songs in the street outside, Lilian Arndt, 51, is tying up a bouquet in her tiny flower shop. She has never seen Wall Street, but she is feeling the fallout from the global crisis that began in the U.S. "The situation is frightening and we just don't know how bad it will get," she says. "People order smaller bouquets. The hotels still order arrangements. And there are funerals, of course. But for many people, flowers have become a luxury." Eisenach faces the unsettling...