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The Lives of Others is the best of those three. Wonderful film and deserving of the last year's Foreign Language Oscar. It's truly sad that the film's star, Ulrich Mühe, died of stomach cancer before it's world-wide release.

One of my favourites.

I did find In Bruges to be really good. It was darkly funny and I loved the way it was shot. The last 1/4 of the film reminded me of the classic film noir The Third Man . However, I didn't find "the midget" character to be convincing; they should have cast Peter Dinklage of The Station Agent, Elf fame. Oh yeah, I highly recommend The Station Agent .

In Bruges

It's called Generation Kill, about the Iraq invasion, and the buzz and reviews is extremely positive. It's from the makers of The Wire. I gotta check it out. HBO rules. From Ain't It Cool: http://www.aintitcool.com/node/37436

They don't have the bats Schwa and now there's some injuries with the starting pitching... not to mention a closer that scares the fuck out of no team except the Jays.

It's more spectacular, especially once you get to Cape Breton National Park and onwards. My friends from there told me to do so too as did the Cape Breton travel guides and I'm glad I took that route.

If you take the Cabot Trail, make sure to drive it clockwise. If you want a unique place to camp whilst on Cabe Breton Island, try Meat Cove at the top of the Island. You really must see Lunenburg too.

This is your most interesting review yet Todd!

And it's not as if Ryan has nasty velocity or a blistering fastball. He barely can hit 90 mph and his fastball is getting dangerously close to resembling Billy Koch's flatliners.

I watched the game. Ryan is not a dominant closer anymore. Hey, I just got back from my night walk and I walked past J.P. near the Dome. He looked to be in a hurry.

Doug wrote that he thinks we'll see a lot more of Jack now that he'd done with Sportsnet.

Well done Marc. Keep on writing!

Tue Jul 08 2008 02:05 PM - Post#540274 [blurb]by Marc Olszewski The Bermuda Triangle is, factually, a Northwest region of the Atlantic Ocean where it is said various sea vessels and aircraft have disappeared for no apparent reason. Time will surely reveal that these “mysteries†are less paranormal than simply unverified but no doubt the conspiracy theories will continue unabated. It’s an apt metaphor, then, for the career of Richard Thompson, a musician’s musician, beloved by many around the world but who has steadfastly remained a true “cult†figure to thousands of fans around the world, [/blurb]much to their equal parts frustration and delight. To Thompson fans, such as myself, justifying his lack of even marginal mainstream success over a 40 year career becomes like trying to reveal the “mysteries†of the Bermuda Triangle. It becomes not so much a single explanation than a confluence of reasons, each compounding the other. He left an important, semi-successful band on the verge of breaking out (Fairport Convention) to launch a solo career with an album in which he dressed like a giant fly on the cover, the single worst selling album in Island Record’s history for many years. He then enlisted his soon to be wife, Linda Peters (to be Linda Thompson) – surely possessed with one of the sweetest voices ever to grace my ears – and created a masterpiece (1974’s I Want To See The Bright Lights Tonight) before withdrawing almost completely from the public eye and joining an Islamic Sufi commune, releasing only mysterious records replete with metaphysical imagery and heady Sufi-influenced songs. Career be damned! Crawling out of the swamps of religious solitude, the Thompson's geared towards their most succesful album, 1982’s Shoot Out The Lights, lauded by critics and fans alike. The couple fell apart completely, putting paid to their partnership – career be damned! Moving to the US, Richard Thompson paradoxically became almost more painfully British than ever, releasing a slew of excellent albums on Capitol Records that sold a combined total of, oh, maybe 198 copies before being invited to join the indie ranks in the late 1990’s. Career be damned! Not that any of this was a problem to the 500 or so people who attended Thompson’ solo acoustic performance at Toronto’s Music Hall on Sunday night. For they knew that Thompson’s confounding twists and turns have paid dividends with a rich catalogue of songs, some of which will surely take their place in the British traditional folk music canon just as Bob Dylan, Robbie Robertson and Hunter/Garcia have contributed to the US folk music canon. Alone, with only one acoustic guitar at hand, he performed a showcase of musical discipline and dexterity set to keen, wry songs of love, life, loss and all points in between. That he should be so unassuming, even awkward, only added to the wonder. The audience leaned in, not a pin drop to be heard, as Thompson delivered a hair-raising performance of his late colleague Sandy Denny’s “Who Knows Where The Time Goes?â€. They sang along with the glum, dark chorus of “Down Where The Drunkards Roll†as though it was a hootenanny crossed with a wake. Unreleased gems like “Hots For The Smarts†broke the ice with Thompson delivering sophisticated, witty line after line, a level of songwriting joined in ranks by the likes of Elvis Costello and Randy Newman. “1952 Vincent Black Lightning†– perhaps now his signature tune – seemed as fresh as it was in 1991, a dismaying modern ballad joining the UK tradition with American concerns, a perfect picture painted in four verses and five minutes. “Dad’s Gonna Kill Me†reminded one and all that folk music has a topical element, and that outside the walls of this fine theatre, war rages in the Middle East and those brave soldiers can often find themselves alone, hated, scared. All of which would have been remarkable in and of itself but the icing on the cake is that Richard Thompson is undoubtedly one of the greatest guitar players of his generation. On song after song – particularly “Valerie†and “Crawl Back†– he indulged himself and the audience with the kind of off the cuff phrases and lines that make other guitar players want to pull their own fingers off. Always in service to the song, his acoustic guitar playing joined the lines between ancient bagpipe reels and jigs, Duke Ellington, cajun music and Jimmy Page, all in single 45 second solos. His technique was phenomenal, a cross between flat picking with his thumb and index finger and intricate finger picking with his remaining digits, not a beat was missed, not a note placed wrong. This wasn’t just showmanship on display, it was a musical lesson for any who wished to learn. This is not to say the show didn’t take a few ups and downs. Solo acoustic-wise, songs like “Walking On a Wire†and “She Twists The Knife Again†missed the mark slightly as Thompson seemed content to mimic the original full band versions rather than reinterpret them more successfully to solo arrangements. And while the setlist may seem like a message from Mars (or the Bermuda Triangle, perhaps) to casual fans, he stuck surprisingly to the more obvious, uh, “hits†from his repertoire, a little disconcerting from a man who estimated he has written 400 to 500 songs. But, like careers, petty criticisms be damned! The truth is, those fans who have known that Richard Thompson is The Real Deal may remain frustrated by his career perpetually being on the sidelines of popular music but they delight in being part of the secret society that gathers music lovers from all around the world in excellent songs and musicianship. Perhaps there’s a musical equivalent of the Bermuda Triangle but if there is, Richard Thompson proved on Sunday night he’s a survivor and thriving because of it. Richard Thompson The Music Hall, Toronto, ON July 6, 2008 One Door Opens Walking On a Wire Crawl Back Down Where The Drunkards Roll Dad's Gonna Kill Me Hots For The Smarts I Want To See The Bright Lights Tonight Sunset Song 1952 Vincent Black Lightning Shoot Out The Lights I Feel So Good ?? Cooksferry Queen (new song - "Time's Gonna Break You"?) Who Knows Where The Time Goes? She Twists The Knife Again Persuasion Valerie E1: When The Spell Is Broken Keep Your Distance E2: Beeswing (Stock picture - not from Toronto show)

I noticed this on today's RS main page: http://www.rollingstone.com/news/story/21743589/rush_the_complete_albumbyalbum_guide

The 6PM Sportsnet newscast said "good-bye" to Jack tonight - alluding to a NYC broadcasting gig for Yankees baseball and the Fucking Knicks. However, Doug Smith wrote today on his Toronto Star blog that Jack is more than likely not going anywhere. I think Doug is wrong.

Leo never shuts the fuck up and only occasionally says something insightful. The brass behind the various Raptors TV productions are fucking idiots to let Jack Armstrong walk. When he's serious, there's few if any colour guys working in this country smarter or more entertaining than Jack.

Now, if only they could fire Leo.

Are the Leafs the only organization with a fucking "assistant to the GM" role?!

Smith is also a punishing S.O.B. on the boards and in front of the net. By comparison, the toughest guy on the Leafs blueline is 18 year-old prospect Luke Schenn... and if he doesn't make the club, this may be the softest team ever assembled in the NHL's history... even softer than the Winnipeg Jets teams during the Mike Smith years.

Nice pick-up. Good stay at home defenseman, a born leader and he's mean as cat piss - and is excellent in the playoffs.

We know what's going to happen this year with regards to the fans and that Finger kid: his play will be so mercilessly scrutinized that the abuse McCabe took last year will be tiny in comparison. Of course he can't turn down that contract, but Finger will be a marked man/whipping-boy with the fans, especially playing on a club that will get clobbered game after game.

And the thing is, the Leaf brass is basically penning-in to the line-up a number of unproven players that have little or no NHL experience. Tavares will be a Leaf next year and they may be still so bad that the following year they may get that Hall kid from the Spitfires at #1... unless they have their eye on some unhearalded Swiss or Austrian.

The Star had a projected line-up for this season's Leafs in today's edition. I don't think I've seen a worse group of players on one team since Mel Bridgeman was a GM. LEAFS LINEUP Potential lines and defensive pairings: LW-CR-W Steen-Antropov-Blake Tlusty-Grabovski-Kulemin Hagman-Stajan-Mayers Poni'ovsky-Moore-Devereau x Extras: Bell, J. Mitchell DEFENCE Kaberle-Kubina Finger-Stralman Colaiacovo-Schenn Extras: McCabe, Kronwall, White, Frogren GOALIES

What a great day to call in sick! Happy Birthday Lynn!