Friday, October 31, 2014 Heshvan 7, 5775
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I blame it all on Nathan Englander. As you may recall, this precocious writer published a collection of short stories six years ago called For the Relief of Unbearable Urges. I wrote then that I didn't think I'd ever heard more hoopla, from both a publisher (in this case Alfred A. Knopf) and the media, for a first book of...
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What camp brings to mind
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I had a terrible overnight camp experience. I like to blame it on the camp itself. My father, not wishing to have to spend too much money to send my brother and me to the Poconos, found a YMCA camp that did everything on the cheap. The bunks were spartan, the plumbing ancient (the toilets overflowed into the bunk at...
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"Manuscript" is scripted with stolen moments. Literary larceny is what playwright Paul Grellong makes book on here, turning writers into turncoats and reading the riot act to those who would pass off what is another's as theirs. If there is a sense of irony in this iron-willed drama, it is that director Bob Balaban, a balabust of originality, is helming...
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Irving Penn has had one of the most remarkable careers in American photography. At the height of a pioneering and quite lucrative period spent in the Valhalla of the fashion world, when he, along with the late Richard Avedon, was creating - then recreating - the standards for the industry, he stepped back and began a series of portraits so...
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Who knew that a young boy with rather geeky, dark-rimmed glasses could hold so much power? Not just the kind of magical power involving special potions and curses and flying broomsticks, but the kind that captivates millions - and leaves them hungry for more. "I devour it," said Jacob Adenbaum, barely able to contain his excitement while at summer day...
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