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| Holiday
happenings
The Chronicle highlights just
a few of the many seasonal events
The holidays are back, and the evidence is all over Chicago.
Whether it be displayed through the sparkling lights along
Michigan Avenue and in surrounding neighborhoods; the enormous
holiday tree and display in Daley Plaza; the massive mobs
raiding retail stores for the holiday sales; or the winding
line of children waiting to share their wish lists with
Santa—the climax of the year is definitely here.
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| 12 films
of Christmas...
Chronicle Arts & Entertainment
Editors wrap up their favorite holiday films
National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation
In the annals of contemporary slapstick cinema, there will
indubitably be a place for the loveable Griswold family—that
hapless kin of Vacation fame. National Lampoon’s Christmas
Vacation, released in 1989 (and flanked by 1985’s European
Vacation and 1997’s Vegas Vacation), follows
the Griswold clan—headed up by father Clark (Chevy
Chase)—in their preparation for a "good old-fashioned
family Christmas." There’s the cutting down of an evergreen
(Clark slices down a sequoia of girth), holiday shopping
(Clark flirts with the lingerie saleswoman) and, of course,
the stringing of the exterior twinkling lights (Clark falls
off the roof).
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| Holiday
classic hits the stage
There are some holiday stories that will always remain
classics no matter what, and "Miracle on 34th Street" is
one of them—even when translated from film for a stage
production.
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| Kaufman’s
abstract ‘Adaptation’
The power of passion is underestimated at times, although
passion is what ultimately drives people to pursue their
dreams, to go beyond their limits and to change their destinies.
It doesn’t make a difference what one’s passionate is about.
Passion can be strong enough to take over one’s life and
lead him or her into the most unexpected places and situations—but
I bet you didn’t think I was talking about a passion for
orchids.
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| In the Loop
In a fit of curiosity some years ago, I found myself in
the audience of "The Jenny Jones Show"—effectively
rendering myself another cog in the wheel of daytime television.
In reality (and I hesitate to mention such a thing in the
same breath as Ms. Jones) the experience was, in a sullied
way, somehow fulfilling. Pertinently titled "Your Funky
Smell Has Got to Go, it’s Time for a Makeover on the Jenny
Jones Show" it featured willing folks appearing on national
television in an effort to shed their sloppy ways via a
new wardrobe fitted by the Jones beauty team. All in good
fun, I say.
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