Paul Ramirez
Paul Ramirez
Recent Stories
My Yale - Chopping Period
Dodging gray-bladed machines that look as if they might be used for dental surgery, Mark Messier rushes toward the drill press.
‘Monologues’ promote dialogue
A large white rug, a chic black couch and two side tables on a small stage create the intimacy of a hamam, a Turkish bathhouse where women chat and reflect, temporarily free from the presence of men. As each monologue is presented, the other women recline on the couch, occasionally chatting to each other, singing or interjecting in other languages. This setting adds a sense of intimacy to “The Veiled Monologues” essential to its success. Each woman isn’t trying to lecture or advance any ki
Halpern stresses persistence in journalism career path
In a Morse College Master’s Tea on Thursday, the 28-year old Halpern admitted that his life has been no different from that of the typical writer — grueling and unpredictable.
Brontosauri and Buddha
On the path to enlightenment, a brontosaurus and the Buddha of Compassion certainly seem like strange bedfellows. But not even the looming sauropods in the Great Hall of the Peabody Museum could discourage a few exiled Tibetan monks from their work to relieve the world of suffering — one grain of sand at a time.
Six degrees of ultra violence
You have to spill a lot of blood to earn the title “Maestro of Torture-Porn.” Director James Wan (“Saw”) has made his name in the sub-genre of films that focuses on graphic depictions of violence and gore. But in the wake of “Saw,” Wan’s “Death Sentence” seems to aim for a higher level of respectability by introducing more complex notions of family and responsibility. But make no mistake — Wan has simply exchanged the razor wire for more family-friendly firearms. In an awkwar
Exhibition redefines suburban sprawl
Forget terms like “city,” “suburb” or “countryside.” Welcome to the age of “mall glut,” “snout houses” and “zoombergs.”
Exhibit personalizes workers
Elizabeth P. Williams insists that her middle initial be included whenever her name appears in print. There’s another custodial worker also named Elizabeth Williams, and she doesn’t want there to be any mix-ups. But most of the time there is no confusion at all, because around Pierson and Davenport colleges and in a new photography exhibit by Julie Brown Harwood, she is lovingly referred to as simply “Mama.”