Libby Gelman-Waxner: The Lost Years: Daniel Day-Lewis

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April 1997: "The Sorrow and the Pity"

"Almost none of the actors in the movie have a character to play, and they all look desperate and uncomfortable, as if they know they should be thrilled to be in a Woody Allen movie but they can't remember why; they all seem to have little, invisible Post-it Notes on their foreheads that read HELP ME!"

May 1995: "The Dumb of Us"

"Lately, stupidity has been blooming in movies about misfits, especially women and gay men from Australia. Australia was originally settled as an English penal colony, and the sentences ranged from hard labor to the creation of brightly colored, pop feature films that would allow the prisoner to be transferred to Warner Bros."

April 1995: "Pulp Victory"

This one's a guest column by Libby's "tragically single" friend Stacy Schiff.

"I have been attempting to diminish my nasal-labial folds and crow's feet by copying such French actresses as Isabelle Adjani and Isabelle Huppert, who avoid aging by remaining facially immobile. Isabelle Adjani is now carrying Daniel Day-Lewis's child, and Libby and I are convinced that she will deliver the baby by murmuring, 'Eet ees here' and handing it to a nurse."