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...Many of these have been collected into his 40-plus books on film. But on this five-foot shelf there are also an Ebert novel, Behind the Phantom's Mask (begun as a weekly newspaper serial); a travel book, Perfect London Walk, written with Daniel Curley; The Computer Insectiary: A Field Guide to Viruses, Bugs, Worms, Trojan Horses, and Other Stuff That Will Eat Your Programs and Rot Your Brain, co-authored with John Kratz; and at least five other books to which Roger has penned introductions. There's no writer's block for this perpetual scribe; he's never...
...clear: most of us really are criminals. Almost everybody owns a little stolen music. But a little piracy can be a good thing. Sure, O.K., I ripped the audio of the Shins' Phantom Limb off a YouTube video. But on the strength of that minor copyright atrocity, I legally bought two complete Shins albums and shelled out for a Shins concert. The legit market feeds off the black market. Music execs just need to figure out how to live with that. (And count themselves lucky. When it comes to movies, consumers actually do act like hardened criminals. The real pirate...
...prepare to move into Lamont, permanently. Don’t leave your stuff at a study space and bounce. There’s nothing more annoying than trudging to the library only to find all the desks “occupied,” half of them by phantom students who left their books there to claim territory. On that note, sprawling is bad for the environment—don’t take up more than one desk with all of your crap. Don’t take off your shoes if you know your feet may poison...
...showier Art Deco ambitions of the foreigners who began descending in the 19th century-is fast disappearing. Helping us remember this remarkable urban legacy before the last of the wrecking crews strikes is Canadian photographer Greg Girard, a longtime resident of China's largest metropolis, whose new book Phantom Shanghai was published last month. Many of the historic buildings that Girard documents-forlorn carcasses cowering below towers of concrete and glass-have already been demolished. Understanding this lends the photos a nostalgic resonance, a sense that we are witnessing what novelist William Gibson, in his foreword to the book, calls...
...clad girl, catch a glimpse of a chandelier in a threadbare bedroom-once part of a ballroom in some silk merchant's mansion, now subdivided to house a dozen families. Yet I know this Shanghai-my Shanghai, Girard's Shanghai-is vanishing. All that will be left are these phantom images, a visual elegy to a city that is lost...