Deborah Kampmeier and her inspirational first filmSeptember 1st, 2004 | Rick Harrison
Sophia, three years old, a moppet sprouting wavy dark brown hair, tall as my leg, naked, and tired of her eel avocado hand roll, whines to her mother. Booty. I want booty.
The legendary happy-atmosphere of Waters’ townSeptember 1st, 2004 | Richard Gorelick
Languishing in the shadows of bigger-shouldered cities like Washington and Philadelphia, Baltimore is burdened with something of a municipal chip on its shoulder, exposed in reasonless civic sloganeering like the much-scorned recent campaign proclaimin
John Sayles’s rise from meatpacking to Silver CitySeptember 1st, 2004 | Lisa Selin Davis
When hed just sprung from the college gates in 1972, John Sayles embarked on a cross-country hitchhiking trip. It was a lot safer than it is now, he said.