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ACROSS
1 Bit of talk show
self-promotion
5 Judean king
10 “Hurry up!”
14 Real snoozefest
15 Native New
Zealander
16 Angelic aura
17 *Guys’ hair
coloring product
19 Cruise stop
20 Dry, as bread
21 Maui memento
22 Kind of computer
error that may
cause data loss
23 Steel-cut grain
25 Eccentric person
27 Chain with
headquarters at
One Geoffrey
Way, Wayne,
N.J.
31 Former
Southwest
subsidiary
34 Give __ on the
back: praise
35 Criticize nonstop
37 Hold in, as a
sneeze
38 Cheering word
39 *Radioactive
emission
41 Suffix with
percent
42 Defeats soundly
44 Actress Ullmann
or Tyler
45 Ran off
46 Informer, to a cop
48 Allergy stimulants
50 Pig noises
52 “__ is me!”
53 Sends junk e-mail
to
55 Busy pro in Apr.
57 Digilux 3 camera
maker
61 Red “Sesame
Street” puppet
62 Hard-to-define
element, or a hint
to what can
precede each
last word in the
answers to
starred clues
64 Bank claim
65 Bluesy Memphis
street
66 Danish shoe
brand
67 Not as much
68 Made inquiries
69 Like plow horses
DOWN
1 Sandwiches with
Jif, briefly
2 Rude dude
3 Heavenly bear
4 “Beat it!”
5 Gp. with a copay
6 Countess’ spouse
7 Lover of Juliet
8 Crispy
Crunchies! fries
maker
9 Noisy clamor
10 Ristorante red
11 *Root source for
a database
12 Southwestern pot
13 Holiday season
18 Emotion causing
quaking
22 Winks count
24 Listens to, as a
radio station
26 Repudiate
27 Fruit pastries
28 Eye-fooling genre
29 *Big place to play
online
30 Minded the kids
32 “Magic in the
Moonlight”
director Woody
33 Food, shelter,
etc.
36 Cowboy’s lady
39 Nearly excellent
grade
40 Tear apart
43 Latter-day Saints
45 Defrauds
47 Carves in stone
49 “Copacabana”
temptress
51 Command to
Spot
53 Go like
hotcakes
54 Ballerina’s bend
56 Wheel-
connecting rod
58 Restless desire
59 Chanel of
perfume
60 Yankee with
more than 3,000
hits, familiarly
62 Schedule abbr.
63 Nourished
By C.C. Burnikel
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FILM REVIEW
Undercooked ‘Burnt’
By LAUREN WOOD
Daily Arts Writer
I’m going to get these out
of the way fast. “Burnt” is
a carefully constructed but
undercooked
drama
of
a
film,
crafted
out of heavily
seasoned
empty
calories
that
leave
the
viewer
partially
satisfied, but
hungry
for
something more substantial.
The
characters,
especially
Bradley Cooper’s genius but
erratic
hothead,
are
over-
talked and half-baked, paired
with mouthwatering food porn
montages that whip around
in an effort to impress but
ultimately prove more flash
than flavor. Alright, fun over.
More seriously, “Burnt” is
a film with a lot of potential.
Adam Jones (Bradley Cooper,
“Silver
Linings
Playbook”)
is a fallen mastermind of a
chef, whose tumultuous life
of drugs, alcohol and women
in Paris has dragged him to
ruin. After getting clean, he
moves
to
London
looking
for culinary redemption in
the form of a coveted three
star Michelin rating. But, to
reestablish
himself
in
the
high-stakes, high-class world
of culinary virtuosity, he must
reconnect with lost friends and
competitors to put together an
expert kitchen staff and regain
the respect of his community
An engrossing story and well-
balanced cast, however, are not
all that make a movie, something
that director John Wells (“The
Company Men”) seems both
overly aware of and not sure of
at all. Cooper’s manic, Gordon
Ramsey-esque Adam Jones is a
rock star whose passion borders
on caricature. His screaming,
crying, throwing and walking
really, really dramatically in a
leather jacket and shades adds
up to almost nothing in the end:
a predictably intense character
with a tortured mind we can
just barely begin to understand.
Cooper’s significant moments,
cooking
for
another
chef’s
daughter or staying up late to
look for the perfect cut of fish,
are snuck in between these
melodramatic episodes, almost
mistakenly carrying the film
in their subtlety. In this same
vein, the script twirls small
moments of authenticity out
of the kitchen staff’s behind-
the-scenes camaraderie or talk
of the now-established chefs’
rough
beginnings
in
more
famous restaurants. However,
it is rare that these moments
are not followed by an explicit
and
overwrought
branch
of
explanatory dialogue, stopping
much of this emotional success in
its tracks. The film seems unsure
of the strength of these restrained
but successful overlaps of writing
and cast, filling possible breathing
room with needless intensity.
In this intensity, though,
“Burnt” is not a standalone story.
From “Hell’s Kitchen” to “Chef,”
cooking TV shows and movies
are turning away from the idea of
the kitchen as a warm, feminine
space to characterizing chefs as
masculine artists who will do
anything to get to the top. Chefs
are no longer the Julia Child-
like providers but unpredictable,
tortured rock stars. The blue
flame of a burner, the clean
swipe of a knife through meat,
a kaleidoscopic array of freshly
chopped fruit and the final
precise dip of spoon to plate are
all captured in “Burnt” with
an artistic reverence, flicked
through
with
the
rhythmic
intensity of any music video.
Although
Sienna
Miller’s
(“American Sniper”) Helene, a
chef working under Adam Jones,
steps up with a formidable
toughness apart from the typical
idea of cooking as a feminine
means of provision. But she is
shown multiple times making
breakfast for her daughter in the
mornings and acts almost as a
bridge between these opposite
interpretations
of
kitchen
space. This doesn’t mean she’s
his equal, though, and like the
scores of women before her, falls
under the spell of Adam Jones’s
womanizing sway.
Playing into the culinary rock
star genre, “Burnt” does little to
expand on the masculinization
of the kitchen other than add
another screaming, heated voice
to the chorus. Although the cast
and general plot have potential,
the film flounders in its moments
of self-doubt, overshadowing its
most powerful moments with
heavy-handed intensity.
C+
Burnt
Rave and
Quality
The Weinstein
Company
THE WEINSTEIN COMPANY
“Is that you, Chris Kyle?”
‘Burnt’ wastes
its potential on
banal intensity.
STYLE REVIEW
Halloween fashion
By Daily Style Writers
Halloween 2015 went out
with a bang. Here are some of
The Michigan Daily style team
shares the most notable looks
from at hoMe and Hollywood.
Celebrity Costumes
Kim Kardashian West
Another
year,
another
Halloween,
another
Kim
Kardashian
Halloween
costume. In the past Kim
has taken full advantage of
the holiday to dress up as the
likes of superheroes, Disney
princesses and various types
of feline creatures. However,
this year, she did something
totally unexpected, something
no one could have predicted.
Ladies and gentleman, Kim
Kardashian dressed up as Kim
Kardashian for Halloween 2015.
Channeling her hideous-couch
floral printed gown from the
2013 Met Ball, Kardashian paid
homage to her former pregnant
self. Lazy or genius? Call it
whatever you want, but we
can’t help but wonder if Yeezus
himself inspired this act of pure
narcissism. Bottom line is, the
outfit didn’t work in 2013, and
it still isn’t working now, Kim,
this is a worst dressed for sure.
— Mariam Sheikh
Gigi Hadid
Gigi Hadid slayed Halloween
as “Grease” ’s Sandra Dee. Not
only does she already look like
Sandra with her blond hair,
Hadid wore a half mesh off-the-
shoulder black crop top, black
Lycra
high-waisted
leggings
and a leather jacket with lacing
details.
She
completes
her
Sandra Dee look with tight
blond curls, bright red heels,
nails and lipstick — and of
course a fake cigarette. Best
dressed. — Carly Colonnese
Heidi Klum
Klum is known for going
all-out every Halloween in the
costume department for her
annual
spook-tacular
bash.
While
for
most
Halloween
costumes are simply accessories
or clothing, for Klum, nothing is
off limits. From prosthetics and
latex to a whole lot of fur, her
mission is to truly transform
each year. Needless to say,
she has set high expectations
for her fans, and this year she
disappointed.
Klum
dressed
as an even tackier version of
Jessica Rabbit — the outfit
was all glitz and no glam, all
fire without the flare. She gets
my vote for most effort given
without the reward. Maybe
next year, Heidi. — Mariam
Sheikh
Campus Costumes
Cutie Scooby
Always on the lookout for
a great Scooby Doo rendition,
this particular canine costume
caught my eye. Dressed in a
midi brown bodycon dress and
headband fitted with a goofy
Scooby face, this Halloweener
gets major props for being
straightforward
and
stylish.
Her high neck paired perfectly
with the handmade felt collar
(creativity,
people!),
which
could have easily been mistaken
for a chic choker. Someone
deserves a Scooby Snack. —
Mara Maclean
Loofah
Nothing like a costume that’s
hilarious without sacrificing
cuteness. Thursday night I ran
into a pair of loofahs, pulled
together with shower caps, rope
handles and lots of colorful
tulle. Sure the costumes are a
little on the voluminous side
(loofahs are round, after all),
but once you get past hip-length
it’s all about the legs. Color
coordinating in baby blue and
hot pink, this was a pair to
remember. — Kathleen Davis
I saw Hilary Duff live
HOLLYWOOD RECORDS
“This spoon tastes so good! I love the taste of spoon!”
By CATHERINE BAKER
Daily Arts Writer
This week, Daily Music Writers
are looking back on the first albums
they ever loved. Today, Catherine
Baker remembers Hilary Duff’s
Metamorphosis.
My name is Catherine Baker. It
is 2004. I am eight years old. This
is a story about Hilary Duff.
Looking back at my childhood
(or at least the parts of it I haven’t
blocked out of my memory), the
moments I’m most nostalgic for
are those spent in front of my
small karaoke machine in the
playroom of one of my old houses.
I am usually alone, which is an
unfortunate side effect of moving
four times in four years, and I
am often wearing a pink feather
boa that once belonged to my
cousin. (This is an unfortunate
side effect of not having a strong
fashion icon in my life. Mom, I’m
looking at you.)
I would like to preface this by
emphasizing the fact that I was
an extremely angsty pre-teen.
For a child with a low tolerance
for conflict and eye contact, I
sure had a lot of pent up anxiety.
Clearly, this manifested itself in
my affinity for Disney Channel
stars and movies about dogs.
In this room with floor to
ceiling windows, I arrange my
Webkinz in a semi-circle at my
feet, boot up my old karaoke
machine and belt out “Sweet
Sixteen” by Hilary Duff. In that
moment, I’m not awkward, eight-
year-old
Catherine
with
too
many thoughts and not enough
athletic ability. Right then, I am a
much older, much more confident
version of myself, dreaming about
“driving down to the club where
we go to dance.”
Fast-forward to 2006, three
weeks before my 10th birthday.
I’ve moved again, this time to
Michigan, and my mother has
driven me back to Ohio for one
last hurrah before I begin the
adventure that is fourth grade.
Five of my closest friends have
gathered to see — you guessed it
— Hilary Duff in concert.
As this is my first concert
experience, I am dressed in my
best jean skirt and sweater combo
with no idea what to expect. Her
sister Haylie is the opening act,
and while I know relatively little
about the rest of the Duff family, it
does not stop me from screaming
at the top of my tiny little lungs.
After a few sugary sweet pop
songs, Haylie exits, and the
entire stadium erupts with cheers
calling for Hilary. When she
finally enters in the wake of neon
strobe lights, I am silent in awe
of her sparkly outfit and opening
dance number.
My pink feather boa has been
lost in the move, but for a moment
I wish it was wrapped around
my neck one last time. I know
every word to the Metamorphosis
album, and I fall asleep before
the end of the concert, but it is
the happiest moment of my short
life thus far. I look around at the
thousands of strangers singing
the exact same words, at the
parents that have been dragged
along to this 17-year-old’s show
and at my friends whose names
I’ve now forgotten. Even at nine
years old, I’ve been around long
enough to know that I won’t see
these girls again. This is their
lasting memory of me—Catherine,
in her fuzzy purple sweater that
sheds on your clothes when you
hug her, screaming the words to
“Come Clean” with just a little too
much aggression.
While Metamorphosis may not
be the coolest first favorite album,
it certainly made an impact on an
impressionable young Catherine.
From singing alone in my room to
dancing with thousands, Hilary
helped me grow up even when I
didn’t know how.
This is a story
about Hilary
Duff.
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