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- One of the four elements in ancient and medieval philosophy and in astrology (considered essential to the nature of the signs Cancer, Scorpio, and Pisces)
- body of water: the part of the earth’s surface covered with water (such as a river or lake or ocean); “they invaded our territorial waters”; “they were sitting by the water’s edge”
- This as supplied to houses or commercial establishments through pipes and taps
- binary compound that occurs at room temperature as a clear colorless odorless tasteless liquid; freezes into ice below 0 degrees centigrade and boils above 100 degrees centigrade; widely used as a solvent
- A colorless, transparent, odorless, tasteless liquid that forms the seas, lakes, rivers, and rain and is the basis of the fluids of living organisms
- supply with water, as with channels or ditches or streams; “Water the fields”
- a tentative attempt
- A trial design of a postage stamp yet to be accepted
- A short piece of writing on a particular subject
- an analytic or interpretive literary composition
- try: make an effort or attempt; “He tried to shake off his fears”; “The infant had essayed a few wobbly steps”; “The police attempted to stop the thief”; “He sought to improve himself”; “She always seeks to do good in the world”
- An attempt or effort
- (sports) the act of preventing the opposition from scoring; “the goalie made a brilliant save”; “the relief pitcher got credit for a save”
- to keep up and reserve for personal or special use; “She saved the old family photographs in a drawer”
- (in Christian use) Preserve (a person’s soul) from damnation
- salvage: save from ruin, destruction, or harm
- Prevent (someone) from dying
- Keep safe or rescue (someone or something) from harm or danger
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Bulldog of Bergen, the Pride of New Jersey, the Hope of the Irish:
James J. Braddock, has-been, might-have-been, and struggling
breadwinner. As Russell Crowe portrays this real-life figure from the
Depression era, he lopes down the sidewalk with his eyebrows tented in
mild surprise and his mouth hanging slightly ajar. This Cinderella
still has dust behind his ears.
no ball of fire. He not motivated by a passion for boxing, like Maggie
in last fall’s hit, "Million Dollar Baby." He doesn’t even have the
horsy competitiveness of Seabiscuit, subject of Hollywood’s last
inspirational-underdog-of-the-Depression venture. If Braddock is an
underdog, he wears it well: he’s doglike in his loyalty, gentleness,
and nobility of spirit. When life gives him a kick in the pants, he
accepts it uncomplainingly; when it tosses him a bone, he’s sincerely
is shown by a scene midway through. Things have gotten so tough for Jim
and his wife Mae (Renee Zellwegger) that they can no longer keep their
three children at home; without money for grocery and heating bills,
the kids are getting sick. (In an earlier scene, we had seen Mae
stretching a bottle of milk by adding water.) The children are farmed
out to live with extended family. Regretfully, Braddock goes down to
the relief office and signs up for the dole so he can bring them home.
But then he wins a fight, and returns to the same office. He plops down
a roll of bills in front of the cashier. Later, when a reporter asks
him about this, he shrugs it off. "This is a great country, a country
that helps a man when he’s in trouble. I thought I should return it."
this mildness, this simplicity, that makes "Cinderella Man" such a
knockout. Director Ron Howard controls the elements so masterfully that
the film is deeply emotionally satisfying. In itself, the story was
dangerously sweet: one-time promising boxer slips from the spotlight,
then gets another chance, and, fighting to save his family from
poverty, rises to win the championship. If Braddock had been a
bright-eyed, stalwart hunk, spouting off about justice and courage, the
film would have been unbearably tedious. Self-effacing Crowe, on the
other hand, draws you in; there always seems to be some further secret
in the character of this quiet, curiously solitary, man. And a wife who
was a quick-witted glamour gal, badly disguised under a 30′s hat, would
have torpedoed credibility. Zellwegger balances Crowe perfectly, with
her pinched expression and Fran Drescher accent.
linchpin of this terrific cast is Paul Giamatti as renowned trainer Joe
Gould. The standard order calls for an outwardly abrasive cigar-chewing
grumpas, who in a late scene gets teary-eyed and reveals a heart of
gold. No such folderol for Giamatti. He looks like he’s been molded out
of Play-Doh, his domed head pinched and pulled upward, and bringing
everything along with it, indomitably buoyant. As usual, he’s
irresistibly watchable, yet without overwhelming Crowe’s quiet
guilelessness; the two seem a perfect match.
And when he
pounds on the canvas, shouting instructions to Braddock during the
fight, boy, it sure sounded like good advice to me. I hadn’t before
seen that a good trainer is primarily an analyst of movement,
continually evaluating the strengths of each fighter as the bout
progresses. Giamatti showed how active a trainer has to be during a
fight, not just by his delivery of sharp-eyed coaching, but by his own
tense physicality. And the lines he gets! As a wealthy promoter says,
after he’s been overcome by Gould’s silver-tongued persuasion, "They
oughta put your mouth in the circus."
doesn’t short-change us emotionally, however; his restraint has its
limits. When Braddock is failing during a fight, he sees blurry images
– a bread line, his kids’ empty beds, a stack of bills stamped "Past
Due" – and begins to recover his strength. Likewise, when Mae is
taunted by a fighter who has killed two men in the ring, she sees
images of a coffin spattered with dirt, and a lone widow walking across
a cemetery. You might think this kind of overly-literal depiction would
be too broad but, actually, it turns out to be just about right.
of this bad-guy fighter, Max Baer (Craig Bierko), is not overly subtle;
he sports two floozies, openly signals his plan to kill Braddock like
he did the others, and in the clinches murmurs in Braddock’s ear, "Does
your wife call my name at night?" Of course, this only makes Braddock
fight harder, which is obvious and inevitable and not a bit less
effective for that. There are 35,000 in attendance at this fight, and
every single one is rooting for Braddock; apparently, Baer the World
Champion has no fans. During the big fight Mae goes t
why it's important
They are a time traveler’s souvenir.
Torn, tattered, carried in wallets, water stained and drawn on with markers sometimes, they are held onto. Stored in boxes, albums, photo copied, tacked up, laminated or left in basements. But they are kept.
Dated outfits and hairdos always have a place framed up against all the trendy changes of our home décor.
Photos have the power to inspire irrational returns into burning homes.
They have the power to unlock family histories and reveal the same smirk or twinkle in the eyes across several generations.
Photos pause time. They unleash memories. What magic…
And after the years have gone by and time has worn all its changes onto our bodies and the pathways of our lives, the only records left are memories and photographs.
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THOREAU ON WATER REFLECTING HEAVEN Edited by Robert France
Thoreau’s most famous book is named for a pond, and he had an almost mystical fascination with water. As he wrote in his journal, “Water indeed reflects heaven because my mind does — such is its own serenity — its transparency — & stillness.” THOREAU ON WATER brings together his finest writing on one of his greatest passions.