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Horror movies these days tend to be self-referential disasters, as though knowing and admitting that a movie is boring and predictable makes it less so. Not Bride of Chucky. Miraculously, this ridiculous gem has made it through the po-mo silliness that infects so many movies these days and is one of the most entertaining films of the year, easily besting such pathetic recent horror offerings as Halloween: H20 and those lame Screams...
Reality is not exactly the first word that springs to mind when thinking of Tinky Winky, Dipsy, Laa-Laa and Po. The first television show explicitly designed for the one- to two-year-old set, it centers on the comical activities of four fuzzy creatures who speak in baby talk, eat Tubby Custard ("Tubby Tustard!"), share "big hugs," and have TV antennas on their heads and TV screens on their stomachs that transmit short film clips showing real children. In other words, this is a TV show about infants, for infants, that extols the wonders of, among other things, television...
...have been a contender but wound up second banana to Stallone in the Rambo canon. (And, disappointingly, Candice Bergen as the love interest, to whose acting the cheap-shot term "wooden" truly does apply.) A bit of a plodder, but plenty of powerful stuff. The short happy life of Po-hang, a year before Cool Hand Luke, will tear your heart...
...that's a mule handler; some people envision me taking the hide off of mules"--and then a radio operator in the 10th, earning the Bronze Star for carrying a radio to a unit cut off on the front line. By the German surrender, he was north of the Po river in the Italian Alps...
...fact, Cynicism is not a bad morality for today's man. It has a slapstick quality to it that goes well with the silly po-mo late culture we seem to be stuck in. To be heard these days one needs to act broadly, and we cannot get by on staid neo-Victorianism alone, no matter what The Weekly Standard might tell you. We should revive Diogenes as a folk hero, especially at persnickety Harvard where everyone is so exquisitely sensitive. We can just imagine him thumbing his nose at everybody and his mother, chatting up house masters, and spreading...