Summer movies: The best of the rest

Carl Larsen

Carly at the Movies column by Carl Larsen Now that the summer blockbusters have begun falling about our ears (some with surprising accuracy), let us quickly retreat to our bomb shelter and plan our forthcoming Cineplex excursions with care. In other words: Now that Indy Jones has landed, is there anything left to see besides…

The Ten Commandments Revisited – And Taken for Granite

Jim Bishop

Column by Jim Bishop Is it irreverent to suggest that the Ten Commandments were not an immediately smashing success – centuries ago as well as today? When Moses came down from Mount Sinai after receiving God’s laws and saw the people preoccupied with hanky-panky, he became so incensed that he threw the stone tablets to…

The Umpteenth Annual Carly Awards

Carl Larsen

Carly at the Movies column by Carl Larsen So you think those Oscar statuettes are pretty classy-lookin’, huh? Well, from what I hear, they ain’t even real gold – just a hunk of tin that looks like Bette Davis’s Uncle Oscar, sprayed with yellow paint and polished up real good by some flunky Executive Producer…

Mad About U Hall

Chris Graham

Mad About U: Four Decades of Basketball at University Hall By Chris Graham and Patrick Hite The following is an excerpt from Mad About U: Four Decades of Basketball at University Hall, a book on the history of University of Virginia basketball at University Hall, which closed in 2006. The book was published in 2006…

How many good things can be absorbed at once?

Jim Bishop

Column by Jim Bishop Slow down, you’re movin’ too fast, You’ve got to make the morning last … -Harper’s Bizarre (1967) So what’s a tired body to do? I could (should?) be at five different places the evening of Sept. 21: – The message by and award presentation to Archbishop Desmond Tutu at the James…

Laughter and Tears: Remembering Lee Eshleman

Jim Bishop

Bishop’s Mantle column by Jim Bishop “My heart is achin’, for you, Mr. Lee, My heart is achin’, for you, Mr. Lee, He’s the handsomest sweetie That you’ll ever see … ” Often, upon encountering Lee Eshleman, I would bop up to him singing lines from the Bobbettes’ 1957 musical ditty, “Mr. Lee.” For a…