by James Bratt Two weeks ago, in his post “Ordinary Dust,” Jason Lief memorably described one of those bad teaching days that every college professor—maybe

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Here’s the second installment, gentle reader, in my series on five favorite films—more precisely, five movies that I’ve found worthy of virtually infinite re-viewing, with

A while back I came across one of those on-line teasers: name five movies that you can watch again and again without losing interest. And,

I’ve had a long adversarial relationship with American civil religion. It began with all those invocations I heard as a teenager in the mid-‘60s that

I was in a place, and taking a part, I never thought I’d see. But I was not alone in my bewilderment. One of the