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...right next to HMV in Brattle Square. But getting a seat can still be a struggle. Imagine an audience full of over-achiever grad students whose hauteness depends on seeing Now Voyager one last time. Kendall Square Cinema Hip art flicks, an espresso bar, and faux-art-deco interior make this the most chichi theater in town. After getting off at the Kendall-MIT stop, you have to cut through the Marriot, negotiate a deathly intersection, cross train tracks, and trudge through the dubious and probably health-threatening wastelands and parking lots of Genzyme. Good Luck. Coolidge Corner This...
...Chief of Staff. As Israel's most decorated soldier, he is the logical claimant to Rabin's tough-guy peacemaker mantle; ironically his elegant eulogy for Netanyahu's fallen-hero brother Jonathan is reprinted in Hebrew textbooks. Another possible standard bearer is Haim Ramon, 46, the outgoing Minister of Interior who proved his vote-winning talents in 1994 when he broke party ranks and defeated the official Labor candidate for head of the Histadrut, the federation of trade unions. But this savvy lawyer and complete political pro is still paying dues for his defection. Both aspirants are equally chubby, personable...
Cahn notes that the inside of the house functions very well and that renovations completed this year have made the interior more beautiful...
During Fahd's 14-year reign, he and his full brothers, called the "Sudairi Seven" after their mother, acquired enormous power within the ruling family. Prince Sultan and Prince Naif, for example, head up the Ministries of Defense and Interior. Before they allow Fahd to pass from the scene, these men want their privileges assured. In particular, Sultan wants Abdullah to designate him the next heir apparent, his right by tradition. Says a source: "The Fahd faction is saying, 'O.K., he goes, but not until our positions are safe and secure.'" Thus Fahd's departure will be a sign that...
Poetry is autobiography for some writers, transposed memories of voyages both interior and across time's span. Think of Wordsworth, seemingly cursed with total recall, or Whitman with his barbaric yawps about Brooklyn and the Union dead. Or consider Virginia Hamilton Adair, whose Ants on the Melon (Random House; 158 pages; $21) may prove to be the year's finest volume of verse...