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  • Ain’t It the Truth?

    “Who cares if it’s true?” says Pierce Brosnan’s deliriously unscrupulous secret agent during the ornate repartee that flows through John Boorman’s adaptation of John Le Carré’s The Tailor of Panama. A […]

  • So Sorry

    Apparently a simple apology was too high a price to pay. There’s an odd little comment at the end of Philadelphia Newspapers Inc.’s (PNI) statement, released last Friday, about the […]

  • Meet the Parents

    Though Robert DeNiro’s is the biggest name associated with Meet the Parents, the smartest thing the film’s creators did was snare Ben Stiller to play opposite him. As Greg Focker, the anxious […]

  • Fuschia Pop

    In a perfect world, alterna-elitists would learn to stop worrying and love sleek teeny-pop: Mandy, Britney, Christina, ’N Sync. Pain is pain. Being alone, withdrawn and despised is not just […]

  • Sinking Ship

    Once a Pulitzer-winning machine that dominated the region, the Inquirer today is losing readers faster than any major paper in the country. What went wrong? Whenever he reaches the point […]

  • The Where Ship? Project

    The Navy says it never happened. Sailors who served on the ship in question say it never happened. Even some investigators once intrigued by the decades-old story eventually came to […]

  • Barbara Gittings

    A gay activist long before people were even calling themselves gay, Barbara Gittings has been fighting the good fight for almost 50 years. She flunked out of her freshman year […]

  • Glory Days

    “Remember when Bruce played the Trenton War Memorial?” says Sciaky. “Yeah, I was late for that gig,” laughs Federici, Springsteen’s longtime keyboardist, now in Cutrufello’s band. “It never got better […]

  • David Wyndorf Interview

    Rock may be struggling on the radio and dying on the charts, but it’ll never die if Dave Wyndorf has his way. As frontman for New Jersey’s finest psychedelic metal […]

  • Bob and Weave

    When City Paper called Inquirer editor Bob Rosenthal with questions about why Inky reporter Ralph Cipriano’s lengthy and unflattering profile of Cardinal Anthony Bevilacqua was appearing in a Kansas City-based […]