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Showing posts with label Jim Carrey. Show all posts
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February 2001: "So This Is Christmas"

"There don't seem to be any churches or even any Santas in Whoville; Christmas is treated as a relentlessly nonsectarian holiday, so no one in the audience will feel left out, although I did wonder if there were any Jew-Whos relaxing at home."


March 1995: "Largesse"

"Liam and Natasha actually have to speak in Nell's private language and rediscover childlike wonder, which can cause both Golden Globes and uncontrollable giggling."


November 1994: "How Swede It Is"

"All around me were families of every race, color, and creed, some with one tiny terrified grandmother clutching a large plastic purse; it was great that all of these ethnic groups were shopping together, but I felt very guilty about sharing the American big-butt thing with innocent Koreans and Jamaicans and Indians. It's as if they gave us delicate calligraphy and graceful temple dancers, and we gave them refrigerator-size sneakers and the concept that oversize T-shirts worn to the shin are slimming."