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Barack Obama and Me
It was the year 2000 and I was a young hungry reporter in Chicago covering a young hungry state legislator
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Mescaline on the Mexican Border
Texas is the only state in the country where peyote is sold legally. Really.
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A Prison Cover-up During Hurricane Rita
For days after the storm, inmates in Beaumont lived without A/C, electricity or hot meals. Press releases kept saying everything inside was fine. Guards and prisoners agree — that was nothing but B.S.
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Little Bitty Burger Barn
"It's okay to be little bitty in the big city" is an apt slogan for this new burger joint, where sliders rule
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Ghost Town CFS: Carriage House Cafe
Step back in time to a spooky old carriage barn with a monster chicken-fried steak
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Barack Obama and Me (251)
It was the year 2000 and I was a young hungry reporter in Chicago covering a young hungry state legislator
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A Prison Cover-up During Hurricane Rita (17)
For days after the storm, inmates in Beaumont lived without A/C, electricity or hot meals. Press releases kept saying everything inside was fine. Guards and prisoners agree — that was nothing but B.S.
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Save Lobo: A Siberian Husky Mix is Sentenced to Die (28)
Why? Because he's big and intimidating and because one family complained about him over and over again
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Are You Hot Enough for Citizen Lounge? (7)
All This Useless Beauty
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HoustonHipHop.com Relaunch Party (5)
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No Reservations, I Could Never Be Your Woman, In the Shadow of the Moon, The Independent
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Margot at the Wedding, American Gangster: Unrated Extended Edition, Lust, Caution, Excellent Cadavers
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Hell Yes: Devil May Cry 4
Dante's inferno rages on
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It's Always Dead at The Club
Yet another clumsy first person shooter
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Justice League: The New Frontier, The Darjeeling Limited, Death at a Funeral, Beowulf: Director's Cut
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Over the Weekend: Fotos, Dogs and Sausage. And Hannah Montana Too.
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The Lives of Others (Sony)
Florian Henckel von Donnersmarcks film, easily the best of last year, exists on many levels: as tragedy, dark comedy, and love story — not between a man and a woman, but between two seemingly opposite men bound by the same damnation. On the one hand is Georg Dreyman (Sebastian Koch), a playwright and pianist trapped in an East Germany where artistic freedom is an oxymoron; on the other is Captain Gerd Wiesler (Ulrich Mühe), the secret police officer charged with listening in on Dreymans intimate moments. Wieslers got a thing for Dreymans actress girlfriend, yes, but hes also interested in protecting the playwright — the good man suggested in the sonata Dreyman performs, though the moniker likewise applies to Wiesler when the hunter begins falling for the hunted. How remarkable is this movie? The scant deleted scenes are as powerful as most movies — beautiful compositions of ugly deeds. — Robert Wilonsky
Dexter: The First Season (CBS)
This marks the furthest stretch yet in our fascination with anti-heroes: the sociopathic serial killer as the evil-thwarting good guy. Thats what Dexters title character delivers, a man (played with a smart mix of menace and humor by Six Feet Unders Michael C. Hall) trained by his cop stepfather to use his murderous urges to take out criminals who elude the justice system. Its high-concept all right, but the show also milks laughs from Dexters inability to feel human emotion. Dexter aint for the queasy — everything is gorgeously shot, right down to the fantastically butchered corpses and fountains of blood — but for everyone else, its another pile of proof that Showtime is gunning for HBOs cable crown. — Jordan Harper
Serenity: Collectors Edition (Universal)
A colleague shrugs that Serenity gets a little old after, say, eight viewings. And while the cynic may frown at Universals repackaging and repurposing of Joss Whedons sardonic space opera — Wagon Train set on the Millennium Falcon — there are plenty of extras that make this a worthwhile upgrade, chief among em the fleshed-out commentary track, including a giddy Whedon (I totally made this!) and the cast, and several docs and extras that provide more details for fetishists to pick over. And while the short about Whedons taking the most canceled show of the season, Firefly, from small screen to big is entertaining, its still nothing compared to the movie itself — which, turns out, gets better on the ninth viewing. One question remains unanswered, though: How is Nathan Fillion, funny and hunky, not a movie star yet? — Wilonsky
Robocop: 20th Anniversary Collectors Edition (Fox)
Exploding heads, triple-breasted whores, a man melting in toxic waste, epileptic swimming-pool sex: Gaze upon the oeuvre of Paul Verhoeven and bow down to a fucking artiste. Here his first — and maybe best — movie gets the treatment it deserves, with the theatrical cut and an (admittedly superfluous) extended edition. A commentary track with the filmmakers marvels at how well Robocop holds up to modern viewing, and a doc on the special effects confirms that, indeed, they used to do this stuff without computers. Stop-motion worked just fine for the ED-209, and the section on its design (inspired by killer whales?) and construction, along with a narrated storyboard of a stop-motion action scene, plays like an invaluable lesson in old-school sci-fi. — Harper









