From Helen Lyttelton: Film review – Nicolas Winding Refn’s Drive
Ambiguous, evocative and sometimes terrifyingly violent, Drive is worth the watch.
The site has been down, owing to server overload. Some of that is the
traffic generated since the four pieces I posted yesterday, but most of it has
nothing to do with this site but with another dealing with UFOs and
nuclear weapons.
My webmaster suggests that as a way of increasing traffic, and I guess it would be.
In the meantime, knowing the content my visitors -- from 50
countries, 33% from the U.S., 21% from Canada, and all you others from across the planet -- and I are
interested in, he is looking into an alternative server.
There have also been issues for those of you registering on my site
and wishing to comment on the posts. More to follow on that.
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I apologize for the disruption and thank you for your patience.
Linda Leith
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Ambiguous, evocative and sometimes terrifyingly violent, Drive is worth the watch.
Translation is not something we do for the lazy who cannot be bothered to learn the language of the original. Translation is so that you can read a poem you've already read … for the first time again.
Our recent title, Where They Stood: The Evolution of the Black Anglo Community in Montreal, came about thanks to a phone call from the Black Community Resource Centre.
Serious churchgoers and orthodox Rastafari see wining (the horrible term twerking in North America) as a sign of dissolution. Crouched with their legs apart, girls and women raise their behinds, swivel their hips, and vibrate.