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Mar. 01, 1993: Reviews:Short Takes
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TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
Mar. 01, 1993 You Say You Want a Revolution...
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<source>Time Magazine</source>
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REVIEWS, Page 69
SHORT TAKES
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<p>MUSIC
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<p> This Side Of Paradis
</p>
<p> The hardhearted might call Vanessa Paradis France's revenge
on us for Euro Disney; she is a model who sings. Having conquered
France with her willfully vapid bubble-gum pop, Paradis, 19,
has now made her self-titled American debut. For help in her
songwriting and backup instrumentals, she chose producer Lenny
Kravitz, the irony-free purveyor of heavy-handed homages to
late-1960s rock. Together, Paradis and Kravitz make a slick
but shallow couple. On cuts like Your Love Has Got a Handle
on My Mind, Paradis's slinky, coquettish voice lightens Kravitz's
ponderous touch, but even their best songs have a predictable,
surface appeal and no emotional depth. If there were even a
whisper of originality, this pairing might have worked.
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<p> Cinema
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<p> Misfits Under Siege
</p>
<p> AMOS (NICOLAS CAGE) DOESN'T BELONG on an upscale resort island;
he's a ha bitual jailbird, scruffy and not quite bright. Andrew
(Samuel L. Jackson) definitely does belong here; he's rich,
famous and accomplished. The problem is that he's black, which
means just one thing to his new neighbors: he must be a burglar.
So as the local sheriff (Dabney Coleman) besieges Andrew's house,
AMOS & ANDREW form an alliance, at first mutually suspicious,
then mutually instructive, aimed at getting them both back to
the mainland unscathed. Writer-director E. Max Frye doesn't
quite know how to end his comedy, but his actors know how to
play it. The result is energetic, affable, occasionally shrewd
social satire.
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<p> VIDEO
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<p> Second Chance
</p>
<p> WITH ABOUT 45 MINUTES OF NEW FOOTage added to the already existing
theatrical versions, and with the films themselves rearranged
in chronological order, THE GODFATHER TRILOGY: 1901-1980 (Paramount;
$199.95) amounts to a kind of cinema archaeology in which the
skeleton of some great creature is brought forth from the past
to stand on exhibit. This Godfather may not look the same, but
when the archaeologist in charge is Francis Coppola, the object
is not literal reconstruction but further improvement. If only
nature got as many second chances as movie directors. This trilogy
has a novelistic density, a rueful, unhurried lyricism and a
depth that, singly, the films could not achieve. Altogether
glorious.
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<p> BOOKS
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<p> O Little Town Of Oxford
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<p> CATASTROPHE. THE HUMAN RACE IS approaching extinction because
all male sperm is sterile. But listen. England's green and pleasant
land is still surprisingly intact. In P.D. James' THE CHILDREN
OF MEN (Knopf; $22) the country is ruled by a dictator who has
canceled most civil liberties. But the middle class still prospers,
and Oxford shelters scholars like Theo Faron. Because he is
the strongman's cousin, he is approached by a pretty member
of a dissident group. Her fellows turn out to be cliches, and,
of course, she gets pregnant. Sci-fi is a cottage industry,
but it is not the terrain of James, who presides over mysteries.
Usually a novelist of daunting confidence, she cannot here even
find a moral grounding for her characters.
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<p> THEATER
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<p> STEVE TESICH HAS HAD GREATER SUCcess in movies (including an
Oscar for Breaking Away), but his heart belongs to the stage,
for which his writing gets ever darker and more daring. The
fascinating ON THE OPEN ROAD, off-Broadway, justifies his persistence.
It follows two men, one all icy mind and the other all fiery
emotion, across an apocalyptic landscape amid civil war as they
search for "the land of the free." Tesich knows his terrain:
he grew up in Yugoslavia during and after World War II. Yet
when his story turns to the abandonment of classical culture
and moral absolutes in favor of nihilism, noise and expediency,
he is plainly thinking about the U.S., where he has lived since
1955.
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