Coco and its Willfully Wondrous Foray into Death

A review of Pixar’s “Coco.” By CLAIRE PARK   Coco is about Miguel, a twelve year old boy whose unflagging ambition to become a musician leads him to steal the guitar from his idol Ernesto de la Cruz’s mausoleum, a transgression that transports him to the Land of the Dead. He reunites with long-lost family members, who refuse him their blessing to become a musician, aligning with a long-standing familial animus toward music after Miguel’s great-great grandfather abandoned the family to perform for the world. In order to return to the living world, Miguel needs the blessing of a family …

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The Best Part  

By JASPER FU    I always loved the best part of travelling to San Francisco  of bouncing impatiently in a rattling SUV   down a rattling highway  a child eager and in search of the pastel houses and twisting streets  are we there yet, Dad  that mark the City.    Perhaps it has not the cobblestone gravitas of the Old World  the spiraling modernity of Tokyo  the cozy warmth of brick buildings blanketed in Northeastern snow  the storied glory of Rome or Greece  still, it has its own charm.    Here the fog rolls in to make day brisk  for all the …

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Thanking You 

By ABIGAIL KOERNER    Thankful for the laughing, the smiling  Making me crazy  Setting me free  A girl being a girl  A girl being me  Thankful for your smile  How it makes me want to smile back  How you grin from ear to ear  Smiling worth a thousand words  Words I seem to lack  Thankful that you’re gorgeous  That you’re always on my mind  Pleasant thoughts of fleeting moments   Realizing you’re one of a kind  Thankful to greet you now and then  But never all the time  I have my fleeting moments  But not you  And I’m “fine”    Abigail …

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All American Madness 

By ABIGAIL KOERNER    I woke up Sunday morning with a smile on my face. Sweet sounds of sweet music that reminded me of home twinkled past my ears. I hoped for time to shower and have a meal. I got in my car and drove towards daily activities- a normal day in my normal life. Driving felt cathartic. I had one foot on the gas and one to do nothing but balance my body on the seat as I turned the wheel, hit reverse, parked the car, stopped.   I swung the door open and got myself up. I was at the grocery store buying milk, cheese, eggs, necessities. I felt like buying beer for the evening: a case for friends. It rolled down …

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