Poetry. §. When I began as a film critic, Jean-Luc Godard was widely thought to have reinvented the cinema with "Breathless" (1960). Now he is almost 80 and has made what is said to be his last film, and he's still at the job, reinventing. If only he had stopped while he was ahead. That would have been sometime in the 1970s.
Maybe the 1980s. The thousands of seats in the Auditorium Debussy were jammed, and many were turned away. Continue reading → An article reflecting on 25 years at the movies by Roger Ebert. Continue reading → I know it is coming, and I do not fear it, because I believe there is nothing on the other side of death to fear. Continue reading → An essay about Rod Blagojevich by Roger Ebert.
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Leaving my quarters immediately, I started down the hall to the transit port. The words that I’d read from the book of Moses, just moments before, ran through my mind: “And worlds without number have I created; and I also created them for mine own purpose; and by the Son I created them, which is mine Only Begotten. … For behold, there are many worlds that have passed away by the word of my power.
Those words, unlike some things, seemed to have grown more impressive with the continuing conquest of space. “They’re waiting for you, Mike!” Bishop Gentry’s jolly voice pulled me out of my reverie. I hurried to the port and boarded the skid. “You have any idea what’s up, Bishop?” "Book Complexity" on the Behance Network. ToDo Homepage. Futility Closet.