Tom Stoppard's intention is always to entertain, first and foremost. Though his plays are intellectually and philosophically rigorous, they're also good stories told with voluble wit. Sometimes he takes too easy a road to difficult issues in science and history, and for this he has been criticized by
Matt Black and Jonathon More are the lively, hyperactive, acid-jazzed, funk duo behind Coldcut. If life could be so simple and talents so constrained, we would be able to define Coldcut by its irresistible shredded turntable mixing and by its ability to "sample everything and see how it grooves." Bu
Angry Kid's hair flames out from both sides of his lopsided head like two blood-red pizza slices. He sits in the back of his father's car and spits obscene annoyances out of his gnarled lips. "My tape, my tape," he squeals. Pops puts in the tape and a wicked death jam blasts from the speakers. He eje
Until the 1980s, British humor stayed largely in the vein of Benny Hill and Monty Python. It was not a good place for women, who generally got laughs by falling out of corsets, bending over in mini-skirts, or fleeing dirty old men. That all changed when Jennifer Saunders arrived on the scene, smearin