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...someone, cared about - at least enough for someone to snap her photo. Remaining forgotten, though, is not a story. It would be nice if, when the next alert goes out, rousing the public's justifiable outrage and the media's sometimes questionable interest, it might trigger a wider, silent alarm as well - for the kids who can't disappear because they are already lost
...style. Backgrounds include only enough to set the location. Shading, chiaroscuro, and other details have been eliminated with that Scandinavian eye for simplicity. The result feels like a kind of pure comics - just pictures that tell a story. But they also go beyond mere stories. Like the best of silent films, the lack of words turns Jason's book into a universally accessible meditation on the human condition. Likewise the use of animals as human stand-ins turns the tales into Aesop-like fables with a modern, existential twist. Imagine Buster Keaton in Henrik Ibsen's version of "The Mouse...
Bollywood movies, those Indian musical dramas with their unabashed displays of pure feeling, represent something that has been lost in American film [SHOW BUSINESS, July 22]. In the days of silent movies, lovers had to express what they felt in their hearts solely through their eyes and facial expressions. From the 1970s on, a no-acting-please mentality in film has cramped expression of the higher aspects of love. The displays of feeling and sometimes declamatory dramatic style in Indian films may make us squirm and snigger, but maybe we should question our own dysfunction. Perhaps Indian film can inspire...
...boogie-woogie figure, creeping up and down the lower register. We're back into the bridge, Jerry Lee's enunciation more forceful, and rampaging through the final verse. At "C'mon, baby, ya drive me crazy," the chugging bass figure is briefly counterpointed by a cute hearts-and-flowers, silent-movie piano flourish, as if sentiment not sex were the theme of the story - he's lying with his right hand, telling the truth with his left. A last "Goodness gracious! Great balls of fire!", a final four-note blast, and it's over...
...some survivors are now coming home. As Meher-un-nissa and her friends walk around their village of Pandarwada in eastern Gujarat, they pass the charred ruins that were their homes and the canvas tents they are now forced to occupy. Encountering an elderly Hindu lady, the children fall silent, waiting for a smile or a nod?the usual greeting in a village where everyone knows one another. But the woman refuses to acknowledge them. The local mosque has been destroyed, and someone has scrawled on a nearby wall: "We don't want any Muslims here...