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(10/10/95 10:00am)
I am writing in response to "Spanking The DFS," (Sept. 28, 1995) wherein Matt Nisbet uses his "Right From The Start" column as a springboard to personally attack me as the man who has single-handedly assaulted the values and morals of our institution with this term's "Sex In The Cinema" film series. According to Nisbet, after seeing "Spanking The Monkey" last winter, I hatched a plot to tarnish the purity of our institution by creating the sex series, and now the entire Dartmouth community is being subjected to the fruits of my amorality.
(04/28/95 9:00am)
Dartmouth is finally excited about something, it seems, and his name is Bill Clinton. Who would have guessed that Clinton's arrival and the relocation of Commencement would have caused such an uproar, so much ill-will amongst the '95s?
(03/30/95 10:00am)
It's Tuesday.I wake up and smile as I realize hat this is the first time in my esteemed Dartmouth career that I don't have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Now I can get drunk like the rest of the cool people on Wednesday nights.
(03/07/95 11:00am)
My final cultural pursuit of the term was an entirely self-invented one. After eight weeks of preparation and practice in class, it was time to shoot my final project for my filmmaking class. Long ago it occurred to me that the movies I like the best are ones which have a fair amount of sex and violence, and I figured my movie should too.
(02/28/95 11:00am)
I went to see "Higher Learning" last Thursday, and it turned out to be a decision I'm still regretting. John Singleton's movie charts the various racial, sexual and social tensions on a large college campus, but it proves disastrous; the kind of unmitigated failure that makes "Little Buddha" look like a masterpiece. Bad movies, though, usually don't make me very angry; I tend to brush them aside, and within a day or two, they're completely forgotten. Watching "Higher Learning," though, left me rather disturbed, and for that, I have the Dartmouth audience to thank.
(02/22/95 11:00am)
Probably the most pleasant surprise in last week's Oscar nominations was the inclusion of the superb Polish director Krysztof Kieslowski in the Best Director category for his film "Red."
(02/14/95 11:00am)
There's an unusual new movie playing in a handful of American cities right now called "Mrs. Parker and The Vicious Circle." It chronicles the lives of the writer Dorothy Parker and her intellectual circle of friends that comprised the famous Algonquin Circle -- a group that pretty much sat around in their hotel lounge and drank themselves silly. Brought to magnificent life by Jennifer Jason Leigh (with any justice, she'll score an Oscar nomination for her performance), Dorothy Parker is something of a tour-de-force -- a brilliantly funny, mordant and nasty commentator on everything and everyone around her. It was her drinking, of course, that was legendary -- days, weekends, occasionally even longer would pass in drunken blackness. Parker deserves perhaps a bit of admiration though; if nothing else, she could be wildly funny, extraordinarily creative and extremely drunk all at once.
(02/06/95 11:00am)
I was convinced last week by a number of people that the best way to spend my Friday evening would be playing laser tag at Webster Hall.
(01/30/95 11:00am)
This past Saturday I went to see "Spanking The Monkey," which as far as I can tell, is the first mainstream (relatively speaking) American film to deal with the subjects of masturbation and incest.
(01/23/95 11:00am)
Last week, I watched the classic Alfred Hitchcock movie "Notorious" for one of my classes. It's the one that features Cary Grant as a suave federal police officer who persuades Ingrid Bergman, the daughter of a convicted German spy, to infiltrate a Brazilian man's inner circle and uncover his role as a German agent.
(01/16/95 11:00am)
As movies are about the closes thing I have to a religion, "Pulp Fiction," which I saw for the second time (along with a great many other people) at Spaulding Auditorium last weekend, was a huge restoration of my faith; a tireless, exhilarating jaunt through Quentin Tarantino's sublimely strange and funny Los Angeles underworld, punctuated by some of the most entertaining performances I've seen in a long time. I say without hesitation that it was the best film I saw last year.
(01/09/95 11:00am)
I spent much of my break enjoying something I sorely missed last term: MTV's "The Real World." I had seen a few episodes of this year's installment over the summer, before I left for my FSP, but certainly not enough to know the characters' names or personality traits. I saw maybe five or six episodes over break, and though I've been watching since the first season (episodes of which have been repeated so often I think I'm prepared to write a thesis on it), I've only just begun to see "The Real World" in a whole new light.
(08/15/94 9:00am)
It is starting to get colder at night; mornings, when I walk out of my room, the wind is occasionally strong enough to make me consider returning inside for a jacket. This past weekend was particularly unusual. From my room on the east side of campus, I could hear the announcer introducing the teams and the crowd's intermittent roars at the Shriner's football game. For a few moments, I thought it was a Saturday afternoon in October, and the Dartmouth football team was playing. All of these sensations recall one thing: the impending Fall term.
(08/05/94 9:00am)
I finally got around to seeing "Forrest Gump" this past weekend.
(07/28/94 9:00am)
This past weekend I made my acting debut at Dartmouth. Don't worry if you missed it. A lot of people did. We didn't exactly have the advance tickets sales that, say, "Sunset Boulevard" has accumulated.
(07/18/94 9:00am)
I opened my HB the other day to find a letter from Career Services asking me to fill out an "Employment Reactionnaire," and as I looked at the reactionnaire -- Career Services apparently sends this reactionnaire to students following their leave term in order to gauge their work experiences -- the horror of my spring term washed over me yet again. What I thought had been long forgotten -- or blocked out in the six weeks since my final day of work-- was suddenly vividly recalled, and I experienced something akin to deep dread and terror.
(07/06/94 9:00am)
O. J. Simpson, who stands accused of murdering his wife Nicole Brown Simpson and her friend Ronald Coleman, is perhaps the most famous figure to be indicted for murder in the 20th century.
(06/24/94 9:00am)
Earlier this year, the American media introduced a new phrase into the pop-culture lexicon: Generation X. With the release of the movie "Reality Bites" -- about a group of recent graduates trying to come of age -- and then the tragic suicide of Kurt Cobain, this fringe label went mainstream, and newspapers and magazines created a bandwagon for the whole world to jump on.
