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Clackamas Print
Arts Entertainment
Wednesday, Nov. 30, 2005
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urrow’s story still relevant
¡n Maras
tíitor-iti-Chief .
lot completely in black and
|and clocking in at just over
Lutes, “Good Night, and
I Luck” may just play out to
I very important film
frjtten and . directed by
|e Clooney and Grant
[v, it chronicles the .clash
ten broadcast journalism
1er Edward R. Murrow
Fear-monger Sen. Joseph
[thy; along thé way, pro-
la glimpse of the brain of
lanoid 1950s America, as
lowered in fear of the “red
le” - and being labeled a
|e themselves. •
Ing beyond tihe subject
|r. the acting is wonderful,
loduction work is simply
Ifiil, recreating the feel of
le and place. The black and
■film lends to the moody
■ the work, and every cam-
Igle and juxtaposition feels
II thought-out as the writ­
looney, you done good.
|e opening sequence lulls
fewer into a false sense of
Ity. Murrow is receiving an
■for his pioneering work as
a broadcast journalist,.and after
a few moments, he launches into
his acceptance speech, defiling
his network and sponsors who
did not stand, behind him, and so
begins the story.
From this point on, the plot
jumps straight into the midst of
the battle, with station executives
being asked to sign a “loyalty
oath” sponsored by McCarthy. As
the cohtroversy rages, Murrow
begins to defy the. wishes of
the station and his sponsorship.
Throwing cilition to the wind, he.
tackles McCarthy head on, case
by case; but will the Senator be
able to get to him first?
It ends as it started, a gloomy
reminder of where fear had led
the country, with a ‘you asked
for it’ sort of sign off:
“Good night, and good luck.”
Had this just been a petty nar­
ration coming from Clooney’s
mind, it would not be half as
moving as it is. Remember, all
of this happened, and . we are
left wondering “Could it happen
again?” (Hint, hint).
And this is why it is every­
one’s privilege and duty to see
this film.
One thousand times more
thought provoking than anything
Michael Moore has-ever done,
bntributed Short Fiction:
A Cautionary Tale
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David Strathaim portrays Edward R. Murrow in “Good Night, and Good Luck,” a historical drama
directed and co-written by George Clooney, chronicling Murrow’s rebellion against McCarthyism.
the message is easier to digest in
this form.
Although its theater play is
somewhat limited, “Good night
...” has already won awards and
praise all across the board, so
rather than trying to sum it up
with a few shallow words, I will
turn it over to Murrow himself,
It was the kind of day to drive a snowboarder mad with joy - 24
k of fresh powder, a clear blue sky and not a whisper of wind.
114 year old Jason and his friends had gone frill-bore, gonzo
fie. They had just accomplished a kamikaze sweep across an
mediate run; leaving crashes, collisions and a cloud of curses in
wake. Then they stood amongst the trees beside the trail, exalt-
p their youth and strength, anddescribing their bravado and skill
nguage guaranteed to offend parents, teachers, and anyone with
ppreciation of graceful rhetoric.
Finally, Jason’s wandering eye fell on a group of brightly clad
| building a snowman near a cluster of trees at the foot .of the
»slope.
p ley man! Watch me scarethe fuck out of these littlefuckers!”
[claimed, stepping onto his snowboard and kicking off with
peed ease. He sped down the hill, crouching low to cut wind
ftancc. His pants flapped around his legs like khaki battle flags,
line longhaired blonde tot in a blue snowsuit and matching
ling cap with a pink pompom was patting the snowman into
Kt roundness. Her back was to him and she was a target too
I to miss. He aimed straight for her, intending to knock her off
feet and destroy the snowman at the same time. But she must
[heard the flapping of his pants, because she leaped aside at the
jninutc, and Jason cannoned straight into the snowman. It had
[built around a tree stump. The snowboard shattered, and Jason
[into the shade of the grovfe.
[Ve you hurt?” He heard a high voice ask He turned his head
saw the blonde in the blue snowsuit Not a little girl, though.
Ishort stocky blonde man with the full beard repeated, ‘I said, are
put, punk? ‘Cuz if you’re not now, you soon will be.” Then
blonde and all his husky midget pals beat Jason to a pulp. As
left, one little man pried Jason’s eye open and growled, “That’ll
[you to mess with snow gnomes.”
[he ski patrol eventually found Jason and rushed him off to the
ftal. He walked with a limp the rest of his life, and his cheek-
[healed badly which gave hrs face an oddly lumpy look When
fg came out of the cast, his parents sent him to military school
| rida - no mountains and no snow. But the worst, the utterly
[ part of the whole thing was that no one ever believed his story
I snow gnomes. But if you’re a snowboard punk, you might
Ito think about it
iou have creative writing of your own that you’re interested
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[submit your own poetry, prose, short fiction, or whatever
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“We will not be driven by fear
into an age of unreason, if we
dig deep into our history and our
doctrine, and remember that we
are not descended from fearful
men - not from men who feared
to write, to speak, to associate,
and to defend causes that were,
at the moment, unpopular.” ,
‘Implement’ delivers agonizingly
bad metal, keeps playing anyway
By Roxanna Matthews
■tor’s note: contains potentially offensive language
as carried proudly on the movie
flyers:
“We must not confuse dissent
with disloyalty. We must remem­
ber that accusation is not proof
and that conviction depends
upon evidence and due process
of law. We will not walk in fear,
one of another.
Tayo Stalnaker
77ze Clackamas Print
Heavy metal is one of the
most powerful forms of music.
The fast, chunky riffs of the
guitars and the deep pounding
of the bass and drums perfectly
timed to the deep growl or high
pitched wail of the vocalist can
bring one to their knees.
The Clackamas metal band.
Implement will bring people to
their knees but only to beg for
them to stop.
Listening to Implements
demo CD, a one track 30 minute
live show, one gets the impres­
sion that this band should never
have been formed.
The first .three minutes of the
demb is randoih crowd noise
(if three people are a crowd),
guitars being badly tuned, and
random Nine Inch Nails music.
#■
This., sadly, was the high
point of the CD. What happened
next can only be described as
tragic.
After the crowd dies down
(which doesn’t take long, most of
them probably left), Implement
bursts into their sloppy, ill-con­
ceived sludge they call “metal”
played in the key of suck.
The most wretched part
of their set is their drummer.
Implement’s drumtning was
mostly crashing cymbals, a
constant pounding of the snare
drum, and was very badly
timed. Not to mention this guy
couldn’t play double bass with
a gun to his head.
Not all of the blame can be
put on the drummer, which is
what typically happens when
a band plays a horrible live
show. The remaining members
of the band were just as hor­
rible, with the exception of
the lead guitarist. He actually
shows some potential, just not
with Implement.
However, someone who can
share a lot of the blame is the
lead singer. Implement’s front
man sounds like the love child
of Chewbacca and Peewee
Herman. One can’t help but
laugh at his off key drunken
bellowing. Somebody get this
guy vocal coach, please.
Oregon has had its share
of good bands, Everclear, The
Dandy Warhols, Poison Idea,
Sweaty Nipples etc.
What Oregon needs is a good
metal band. Implement will not
fulfill this dream. They don’t
even come close.
For some good metal, try
Children of Bottom, Opeth,
Amon Amarth, Shadows Fall,
In Flames, and Strapping Young
Lad.
Implement will never be as
great as these bands and they
should stop trying.
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