It is one thing to display and explain a work of art to a crowd of college students who have voluntarily chosen to be holed up in a dark classroom, eyes narrowing on silver from the reflection of Egon Schiele's drawings or Cindy Sherman's photographs as they bounce off the projection screen.
I'm not sure what Pixar is trying to pull with Wall-E, but I can easily picture a 10-year-old, preternatural Roger Ebert shaking his skinny fists at the screen and shouting, "Pixar is leaving its core audience behind!"
About this time every year I start to get a feel for the year in music, and 2008 so far seems to be about contents under pressure, emotions trapped in a bottle and then shaken furiously, agitated to the point of breaking the glass, so here are the albums that have me all shook up so far this year.
In the mood for Vietnamese, I picked up my friend Ann from her office on Florida Boulevard and headed east to Baton Rouge's tight concentration of pho joints.
For years I have been taking my girls to discount hair salons to have their hair cut.
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Did you ever see that episode of Star Trek (the original series with Capt. James T. Kirk) in which a group of aliens, who incidentally looked quite human, could move things with their minds?
My exposure to Jewish culture has been limited to reading The Diary of Anne Frank and Night in school and TV and movies.
I see you. You're still in election mode and rightfully so with a few runoffs yet to settle.
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A personal diary from Michael Jordan’s Flight School basketball camp, August 2007
The flesh of the body was grey. The fingers gently broke the surface in the wake of a passing boat.
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In the rich Persian Gulf states of Qatar and the United Arab Emirates, where I have been passing most of my time, there are two types of people.
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Louisiana artist Bill Rice has a great exhibit at the Livingston Parish Arts Council that runs through April 20.
A year ago—or even just six months ago—I would never have imagined visiting Louisiana, let alone sitting on the front porch of some random LSU apartment, drinking Abita beer and learning how to talk like Boudreaux.
Every once in awhile, something comes along to remind you that “Life’s not as bad as it may seem if you open your eyes to what’s in front of you.”
As a college student on a Wednesday night, there used to be only one thing on my mind - Bogie’s.
And, as a true Baton Rougean, my visits to the old mall, Cortana, are few and far between, but last week I took a stroll down memory lane with my mom and sister and experienced what can only be compared to an elephant graveyard.
I dine at Monjunis, which offers traditional Italian fare at a good price. And Tigre's has a Louisiana menu that includes pan seared duck breast.
Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada is filled with mystery, murder, infidelity.