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The Reader's senior movie critic is leaving.

Also departing: associate critic John Rubio.

They will be sorely missed.

The Big Screen will carry on, and while we will not replace what has been lost, we hope to offer something with its own luster and worth.

Watch this space.

Bonus additional reading: an interview with Elliott from 2008.

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Gail Powell June 13, 2012 @ 12:18 p.m.

Fare thee well, O! illustrious scribes and may your new journeys take you upon scenic shores of plenty. We simple moviegoers offer thanks for the many fine words of wisdom you have imparted onto us--steering us away from cinematic turkeys and towards fine films of obtuse merit. Whenever the lights go down and the over-imbibing of popcorn commences, we shall think of you, always and forevermore.


blueprl June 16, 2012 @ 5:14 p.m.

IF by: Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about don’t deal lies, Or being hated don’t give way to hating And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream — and not make dreams your master, If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those too imposters just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools. Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap or all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And hold on when there is nothing in you Except the will which says to them, ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count on you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds worth of distance run, Yours is the earth and everything that’s in it, And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son! [and...you certainly are!!] SUCCESS by: Ralph Waldo Emerson

“To laugh often and much; to win respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you lived. This is to have succeeded.”



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