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Nathaniel H. Stein ’10 is an economics concentrator in Adams House. He is Head Writer of the Lampoon...
...didactic and orotund? If so, comp the Advocate. Are you copyediting this page at Berryline while listening to Miley Cyrus with your pants off? If so, comp The Crimson. Or are you just holding out for a penis joke? Well then, you’re doomed to comp the Lampoon...
...together will inevitably play together. The Sanctum in The Crimson has seen everything from table dancing compers to a lot of St. Patty’s Day smooching. That semi-secret Sorrento Square organization that used to occasionally publish a so-called humor magazine, otherwise known as the Harvard Lampoon, has been known to throw down a few good ones. Even the Undergraduate Council and DAPAs (Drug and Alcohol Peer Advisors) know how to have...
...Born in Michigan and raised in Northbrook, Ill., Hughes never went Hollywood; the industry went to him. His signature movies were written and filmed where he grew up. As a copywriter and then as a contributor to National Lampoon magazine, where his "Vacation '58" humor piece led him into movies, he learned to deliver work that was fast and good and never slowed the pace. If his name didn't appear on recent films, that's because he wrote the Beethoven movies, Maid in Manhattan and last year's Drillbit Taylor under the pseudonym Edmond Dantes (taken from The Count...
...Hughes generated successful movie-comedy franchises as fast as other people wrote postcards. First the National Lampoon's Vacation films, with Chevy Chase as the harried nincompoop dad on some disastrous trip with his family. Then the teen movies, not strictly a series but with more or less the same rep company of kids. And then the blockbuster Home Alone, about an 8-year-old boy (played by Macaulay Culkin) stranded solo at Christmas, and its two sequels. Note that the protagonists of these films kept getting younger; Hughes was writing his emotional autobiography backward, like a sitcom Benjamin Button...