
Bruce
Wagner’s Hollywood Satiricon
The novelist infects his books with madness, celebrity,
name-dropping, drugs and sex. And that’s just
the realism. BY BRENDAN BERNHARD
Friends
and Pranksters A true story of neighborly extremes.
BY JAMES VERINI

WEB
EXCLUSIVE: Secret
Summits Laura Chick summons Hahn's challengers
to her home for scandal talk. BY JEFFREY ANDERSON
Image
Control "Live Wrong and Prosper." BY JOSH MINTZ
Boxer’s
Rebellion A tale of two senators. BY DAVID CORN
Protocol
For Lying How it is that so many senators can
let Condi slide. BY JUDITH LEWIS
Rice
and the New Black Paradigm When it comes to black
history, Condi makes cynics of us all.
BY ERIN AUBRY KAPLAN
Reason
to Wheeze The governor runs out of gas for major
clean-air fight. BY WILLIAM J. KELLY
Revenge
of the White Cops The meaning of the Inglewood
verdict. BY JEFFREY ANDERSON
Murder
on Spec Quiet on the Blake set! BY STEVEN MIKULAN

Dissonance
Governor Girlie-man: If Arnold were tough, he’d
raise taxes. BY MARC COOPER
Column
Dave Peter-Anne Dies Again. BY DAVE SHULMAN
Deadline
Hollywood Have they no shame? Oscar gets a razzie
for kissing Marty’s and Harvey’s asses.
Plus, who’ll win and who’ll lose. BY NIKKI
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Considerable Town JAMES VERINI on the e-mail revolt
against Cynthia’s restaurant; JONNY WHITESIDE
on the return of Merle Haggard; and STEVEN MIKULAN
on Susan Block’s erotic political protest party.
Plus,
a Johnny
Carson farewell haiku by DAVE SHULMAN with a photo
by TED SOQUI and MARK "THE COBRASNAKE" HUNTER’s
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FILM
All that heaven forbids: In Head-On,
two Muslim immigrants collide. ELLA TAYLOR reviews
the film; DAVID EHRENSTEIN talks with Turkish-German
director Fatih Akin.
Heavy
surveillance: The paranoid universe of Fear
X. BY SCOTT FOUNDAS
BOOKS
MICHELLE HUNEVEN interviews Marilynne Robinson on
her long-awaited
new novel, Gilead.
THEATER
Perform,
he said: Matthew Wilder brings Marguerite Duras’
famously oblique Destroy,
She Said to America. BY ERIN AUBRY KAPLAN
Arrested
developments: Finer
Noble Gases asks the question, Dude, where’s
my life? BY STEVEN MIKULAN
ART
The end of Donald Kuspit? The beginning
of his "California
New Old Masters." BY DOUG HARVEY
TV
Acting the fool: Method and madness in HBO’s
Unscripted. BY ROBERT ABELE
MUSIC
Resistance
is futile: Chemical
Brothers push the button and you surrender. BY
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second-rate Verdi. BY ALAN RICH.
COMICS
"BEK,"
BY BRUCE ERIC KAPLAN
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Ask
Mr. Gold: Killer Pad Thai. BY JONATHAN GOLD
Where
to Eat Now: Thai
Counter
Intelligence Pho the Soul: Vietnamese chicken
soup at Blue Hen and Hoan Kiem. BY JONATHAN GOLD
WHERE
TO EAT NOW
Database
of restaurant listings compiled by JONATHAN GOLD
and MICHELLE HUNEVEN.
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DON’T CRY
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Writer-director
Layon Gray’s female-ensemble productions have the two-faced
empowerment of ’70s rape-revenge flicks. This Vietnam
War period piece — complete with Flip Wilson reference
— allows its actresses dignity through masculinization,
strapping them with gun-dicks (yes, the dialogue makes the
connection literal) and slicing them down to genderless last
names (the girly first names don’t come out until the
tears do). The six female soldiers have been surrounded by
the VC in an abandoned bunker, where they must kill the night
hours bickering and meeting each other’s inner victim.
As proof that gender ain’t nothing but a chromosome,
the privates fall into the familiar foxhole archetypes: the
Southerner, the hothead, the nerd, the Bible-thumper, the
noble leader and the grump — grump in this case being
the sole Caucasian who manages to diss everything from the
Bible to the Temptations. To their estimable credit, the actors’
charisma and appeal nearly salvage the tribute presumably
intended in Gray’s backhanded salute; and to Gray’s
credit, his script manages some fine chills when drawing out
a trinity of questions about military occupation, war and
bravery. However, Gray’s grindhouse carnage drowns both
his superficial feminism and the messages in pools of blood.
Los Angeles African American Repertory Company at the Whitmore
Lindley Theater Center, 11006 Magnolia Blvd., N. Hlywd.; Sun.,
7 & 9:30 p.m.; thru Feb. 13. (323) 769-5090. Written
02/03/2005 (Amy Nicholson)
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