Crimson staff writer
Leanna B. Ehrlich
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"The Other Woman" Sidelined
In Nick Cassavetes’s no-holds-barred battle of the sexes, "The Other Woman" is full of scenes that go on long after any traces of comedy have expired.
The World of "Divergent"
Maggie Q and Mekhi Phifer play significant supporting roles in the adaptation of Veronica Roth's novel "Divergent."
Flame Runner
Outgoing books executive Leanna B. Ehrlich cannot stop listening to the "Catching Fire" soundtrack while running.
"Hunger Games" Catches Excitement
Grounded by grand world-building, a superb supporting cast, and the always-electric Jennifer Lawrence, “Catching Fire” is a powerfully acted and fantastically imagined glimpse into a frightening future.
"Ender" A Well-Played Adaptation
Since its publication 28 years ago, “Ender’s Game” has received acclaim for author Orson Scott Card’s innovative imagination of space and complicated condemnation of violence. The novel is as action-packed as it is cerebral, and in his movie adaptation, director Gavin Hood proves his ability.
Lahiri Rises from “The Lowland”
Though she occasionally leans on clichéd emotional crutches, the unique temporal landscape and surprising twists of “The Lowland” mark it as a signature Lahiri book, albeit a darker and less redemptive tale than those explored in her previous works.
Self-Medication and Morbid Meditation
In the follow-up to his 2009 novel “Tinkers,” Harding returns to the same location, the Massachusetts town of Enon; the same family, two generations later; and the same theme, death and the relationships that can transcend it.
Skeletons
DAR ES SALAAM, Tanzania—The city rose half-built along the coast. Enterprise and resources somersaulted over each other, tripping and colliding in their haste to erect the next gleaming structure.
Under the Sea
By the third day we were high above the clouds. They stretched to the end of the earth, blocking the entire mountain from view below.
Taste the Rainbow
ZANZIBAR, Tanzania—Dusty red was the blur of a young girl’s headscarf as she darted through the bumpy streets of the inner island, her stick-thin legs flying under a faded orange skirt, her silhouette a sunset complementing the Zanzibari winter air.
Walk Like an African
I’ve come to realize that I thrive on order; any number of piercings and tie-dyed shirts cannot mask my neurotic inflexibility. I’ve taken to stocking up on toilet paper here, always certain that we’re about to run out. I hang newly clean clothes on the line far before I’ve run out – what if it rains and they take two days to dry rather than one?
