Well, I wouldn’t tell anyone to “go to hell” if I was indifferent to them either – but it doesn’t mean I’m madly in love.
Much of “The Reader” was filmed in the coolest district in East Berlin, known as Mitte. There are great underground bars, the music scene is incredible, and you can check out Checkpoint Charlie.
The Vikings, Napoleon’s Grand Armee, and the Nazis have all entered our collective nightmares over the centuries.
“Many friends over the years have asked me – ‘what can I read that tells me about finance and investment in a non-technical way but doesn’t insult my intelligence?’ Few books do this.”
Like the Palestinians hemmed into the Gaza Strip, the Jews in “Defiance” cling steadfast to their culture.
Young women and men in the former Soviet Union are encouraged not to be too clever nowadays – if you want to write, stick to writing for the tabloids. Anything more profound can get you killed.
My Great Aunt Nelda is probably giggling in her grave right now, because her revamped chandelier also found its way into my romantic comedy, “Mucho Caliente!”
Although the Chernovetsky/Tymoshenko incident is small when compared with the present energy scandal, it illustrates an important point: the political crisis in Ukraine is having very real repercussions.
Chikatilo was a serial killer. And he was pissed off about Holodomor. Clearly, all of those other people pissed off about the Holodomor are probably closet serial killers as well. Hardy har har!
After seeing this film, and recalling what my own father went through in jail, I found myself wanting to speak up about prison reform and the idea of rehabilitation.