It was a great morning for the folks at Warner Bros. A really solid morning. With a record-breaking sixteen nominations, Ryan Coogler's Sinners might...
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La Belle Captive: Coppola Pays Homage to America’s Archetypal Child-Bride
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The thrill of meeting Marjane Satrapi reminded me of being 6 years old at Disney Land when I met the living, breathing Cinderella. Except Cinderella was an actress with a blond wig and Marjane is the real woman behind her autobiographical graphic novel, turned movie, “Persepolis”. The distinctive mole on her nose and her dark sultry eyes rose off the page and appeared in front of me, smoking and speaking with a French accent.