Monday, a little before 11 o'clock EDT, down in Atlanta, Fulton County District Attorney Fani Willis shot the moon. Cable outlets ran a play-by-play of the paperwork's moving from the clerk's office to the judge and back again, and that was delightfully weird. It took a couple hours for the rest of us to discover that Willis and her team were "go" for trans-lunar injection. |
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The British actor has spent years dodging the spotlight while dazzling in character roles. Now he's flexing his action-hero skills in Marvel's 'Kraven the Hunter.' And rumor has it that a martini and a license to kill may be waiting for him. |
| Remember: Fiscal responsibility was, is, and always will be the coolest look of them all. |
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There's a line in Nick Hornby's novel High Fidelity in which the record-store-owning main character says, "What really matters is what you like, not what you are like." Twenty-eight years after the release of the book, Spotify has prompted new questions: What do we lose when we stop making our own playlists? If the algorithm decides what we like, then what are we like? |
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Red pill or blue pill? Apple or Android? |
| Knits, chinos, blazers, and more—already marked down ahead of the holiday. |
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Bruce Lee was a god amongst men. He commanded impossible strength, charisma, and vigor—and Enter the Dragon captured it all on celluloid for posterity. When the film hit theaters in August 1973, action cinema changed forever; its awesome might only added to its leading man's evergreen mystique. But Lee never had the chance to witness Enter the Dragon's impact. He died of a cerebral edema at the age of 32, a month before the movie's release. Fifty years later, Enter the Dragon still spellbinds audiences—especially Lee's daughter, Shannon, who tells me she loves merely listening to the film. |
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