Wonderful review of the film Contact (1997) written by Pablo Villaça and published by Roger Ebert in his Our Foreign Correspondents feature for the Chicago Sun-Times. I loved that film and I only watched it once. After reading this review, I definitely want to watch it again.
Born in Belgrade in 1969, Goran Tomasevic started working for Reuters as a freelance photographer in 1996 during the anti-Milosevic demonstrations. He was based in Baghdad during the Iraq conflict, in Jerusalem during tense times between the Israelis and Palestinians, and is now senior photographer in Egypt. Goran is currently covering the uprising in Libya. In 2003 and 2005 Goran won the Reuters photographer of the year award. In the portfolio below, Goran recounts his experiences in conflict zones around the world. Warning: Graphic content.
Look at these astounding photos and read the captions carefully. And remember, war is ugly.
A brief interview with Grant Hutchinson, by Sarah Blue. I didn’t know her site, aptly called I Know Smart People – a very interesting discovery.
By the way, speaking of the Newton, Grant’s reasons to love it are quite like mine:
The main reason the Newton still holds my attention is the cleanliness and thoughtfulness of the user experience and the invisibility of the data structure. Data and information is just there whenever and wherever you need it. And the interface has a beautiful, minimalist presence about it.
Joel Johnson’s in-depth report on Foxconn’s Shenzen plant in southern China. Foxconn is “the single largest private employer in mainland China, manufactures many of the products — motherboards, camera components, MP3 players — that make up the world’s $150 billion consumer-electronics industry”.
How not to agree with Johnson when he writes, near the end of the article:
To be soaked in materialism, to directly and indirectly champion it, has also brought guilt. I don’t know if I have a right to the vast quantities of materials and energy I consume in my daily life. Even if I thought I did, I know the planet cannot bear my lifestyle multiplied by 7 billion individuals. I believe this understanding is shared, if only subconsciously, by almost everyone in the Western world.
Every last trifle we touch and consume, right down to the paper on which this magazine is printed or the screen on which it’s displayed, is not only ephemeral but in a real sense irreplaceable. Every consumer good has a cost not borne out by its price but instead falsely bolstered by a vanishing resource economy. We squander millions of years’ worth of stored energy, stored life, from our planet to make not only things that are critical to our survival and comfort but also things that simply satisfy our innate primate desire to possess. It’s this guilt that we attempt to assuage with the hope that our consumerist culture is making life better—for ourselves, of course, but also in some lesser way for those who cannot afford to buy everything we purchase, consume, or own.