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the guide march 15, 2013

the weekly magazine for life on the hilltop

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The Fresh Face Of Farmers Markets


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Experience Timberlake’s New Groove G11

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James Franco and Mila Kunis helm the cast of Disney’s attempt at another Wizard of Oz prequel. Although L. Frank Baum’s original emphasized the strong, central role of the female characters, Oz the Great and Powerful fails to capture the magic of its predecessor by focusing on the cheap, slimy tricks of circus magician Oscar. Check out our online content for the full review.

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In honor of the Hoyas’ recent achievements, basketball beat writer Pat Curran looks back at Georgetown men’s basketball’s Big East tournament highlights.


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“Basketball certainly doesn’t define Georgetown, but it does represent just another part of its culture, something intangible that binds us together.”



I always thought that if an ’N Sync member were to make the club, it would be Joey Fatone.

— Steve Martin on the SNL “Five-Timers Club”

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The first single, allegedly named after a mad scientist, released from Azealia Bank’s album Broke With Expensive Taste packs a serious rap punch. The artist’s controversial personality powers through this song with a powerful, intense rap layered over a club-ready beat that includes shouts and screams in the chorus. A bit chaotic and a bit aggressive, this song boldly pushes the genre to a place few female rappers have gone before.



An upbeat country breakup song is not new (look at Taylor Swift’s whole catalog of tracks), but Kimberly Perry has proved herself to be a true talent. It’s certainly a song that has universal appeal, as it’s not just for fans of country music. The song showcases Perry’s soft and smooth voice, and from the way she jams, it’s obvious that she’s “DONE” everything her listeners could have hoped. HOTNEWSONGLYRICS


This song, fresh off Bon Jovi’s new album What About Now, is fun for about 30 seconds, but it soon turns into a real bore. Jon Bon Jovi, now over 50 years old — and his age is made evident by this song — has lost the grit and power he used to have. That’s why the rock feel of the song and its lyrics, though interesting for other artists, fall flat for this legend. A word of advice for Bon Jovi: Don’t release any more songs just because you can. HOTGARDMILAN


Problems You’re Too Busy to Talk About At the guide, our staff is known for having strong opinions about pretty much everything. We’re taking stands on the pop culture issues that really matter, from tween stars to the movies that make us smile, from catchy pop songs to the stories that are dominating the Internet.

BUSYBODIES For frequent Google Chat users, abuse of the status bar is a serious pain in the behind.


here are few things millennials (and Hoya staffers) love more than Google Chat. For the uninitiated, it’s like any instant messaging service, except that it’s linked to your Google account. People you frequently email will automatically appear on the list — otherwise, you have to invite contacts to chat. It’s unclear if it’s this exclusivity that makes it so much more appealing than Facebook chat or the now-defunct AIM. Maybe it’s because it makes us feel more mature — there’s nothing classy about being on Facebook all the time, but keeping your Gmail always open means that you’re important, that people are constantly contacting you. Yet despite our love of this Google service, there are some things our tech-savvy comrades do that infuriate us — our Gchat pet peeves. First and foremost are those who set their statuses as “busy.” This places a red dot next to their names, and before you send them a message, GChat reminds you that “[Person] is busy. You may be interrupting.” We fail to see the point of this option. Gchat not only lets you log out if you’re actually busy but also lets you make yourself “invisible,” making it seem to everyone else that you’re not logged in, but letting you send

links to songs, psuedo-philosophical quotes or, worst of all, a countdown to how many finals that person has to complete. “3/5 and then Miami.” “12/20 pages.” Is this a humblebrag? Am I supposed to be jealous of how much work you’ve done or sympathetic toward how much you still have to do? Everyone has finals. Suck it up. In a way, it just goes back to how ridiculous social media can be. Everything about it is extremely vain, and it makes us all hyper self-conscious. We wonder how people will view us based on what we tweet, post on Facebook and send to Instagram. We’ve become obsessed with managing our images so that we come across as cool or powerful or aloof. Strange behaviors on Gchat have just become another part of trying to control the way people see us. Stop worrying about whether what we Snapchat makes us look cool, if we’re tweeting jokes that are funny enough or if we’ve liked too many things on our crushes’ walls. Gchat is fun, but stop taking it so seriously and remember what it’s here for: gossiping about the people who are sitting in front of you, sharing jokes with your friends during boring classes and sending memes to your friends.

any emergency Gchats if you need to. This makes the “busy” option purely a vanity move. You’re telling everyone that hordes of friends/acquaintances/admirers need to stop contacting you because you are just too enthralled in other very important things to actually have a conversation with them. If you were actually busy, you’d make yourself “invisible,” but then people wouldn’t be able to contact you, which is the attention you really wanted. They wouldn’t know how actually busy you were if you weren’t on Gchat with a red dot next to your name. Theoretically, maybe you’re waiting for one very important person to Gchat you. You want him or her to see that you’re online but don’t want anyone else to send you a message. First, this situation is pretty unique, so we can safely assume that this isn’t true for most of the people who use “busy.” Second, just give in to the green dot and be “available.” Maybe — just maybe — one or two people will message you while you wait. Tell them you can’t talk. No one’s feelings are hurt, and you look way, way less pretentious. We also can’t stand people with dumb Gchat statuses. Maybe 5 percent of the time they’re something funny or insightful. The rest of the time, though, they’re

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Losing Sleep Over Caffeine Woes C affeine. What a lovely word and how pleasant the memories it elicits of all those early mornings made bearable by a warm cup of joe. All it takes is one breath from deep within a bag of freshly ground coffee beans to awaken your senses and stir up the life you dreamt away in sleep. Lackadaisically, you put in two, three, four, maybe even five heaping spoonfuls of the grounds, thinking of nothing else but the sweet aroma and liquid warmth soon to come. But maybe it’s time to wake up — a little less artificially this time — and start thinking about what this seemingly innocent morning routine is actually doing within your body. Now, I’ll be the first to admit that this is an undeniably complex issue, primarily as a result of the numerous research studies out there claiming various different things about caffeine. For example, in looking at the short-term consequences of caffeine intake, many

agree that around 300 mg — a little all works exactly, but this little wonder less than a Starbucks grande coffee molecule is doing some big-time stuff — is right around the limit that your and contributing in a major way to body can handle without overdoing it overall well-being. There is a caveat, however. As with on the stimulatory effects to the neurological and cardiovascular systems. most of the simple pleasures of life, I tend to take the middle Any more and you run the road as a proponent of risk of interfering with natumoderation, and caffeine ral sleep cycles, neurotransconsumption is no excepmitter production, digestion tion. It is important to stick and even blood pressure. to the recommended daily Of course, long-term research is a little more difficult DavidSterns intake of 300 mg of caffeine when seeking that extra to perform and susceptible to inaccuracies that would otherwise be boost in the morning, limit the buildnegligible in a shorter timeframe. De- up of tolerance by going cold-turkey spite the drawbacks, studies suggest a on caffeine for at least two days a week correlation between caffeine and Type and pay close attention to the way your 2 diabetes prevention, inhibition of he- body feels throughout the day in order patic cirrhosis and decreased risk for to best gauge your quality of sleep. If developing Parkinson’s disease later you find yourself hitting a wall in the in life — and that’s not to mention the afternoon every day, it could be a sign potent antioxidant protection that has that the caffeine levels in your blood are heightened above a threshold that also been linked to caffeine. Scientists may still not know how it is needed for your tired self to enter

into a proper state of deep sleep. A simple fix: Go with the morning coffee routine in order to give your body plenty of time to clear the stimulant from your system before hitting the hay. And lay off the sugar intake, especially in the caffeinated beverages. This two-combo energy punch sounds like the perfect way to get the creative juices flowing in the early evening, but it only spikes your blood glucose levels and leads you back to that dreaded cycle of cravings and energy lows that started the whole process in the first place. Moderate the coffee intake, keep it on the darker side and learn to embrace its naturally bold notes without the sugar dump. Your body will thank you for it — and maybe your grades will too.

David Sterns is a student at Georgetown University School of Medicine. ALMOST-DOCTOR DAVE appears every other Friday in the guide.

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lifestyle GET UP AND GO-GO Corcoran Gallery Highlights D.C.’s Hardcore History jerrod macfarlane Hoya Staff Writer


hen an unassuming tourist eventually lead to the Washington of hears “Washington, D.C.,” he today, a city of incredible extremes digenerally thinks of hardcore vided by cultural, socioeconomic and politics, beautiful cherry blossoms and political barriers. This divide, which historic museums and sites. Our na- pushed blacks and other marginalized tion’s capital currently has — and per- groups within D.C. to the fringe and haps has always had — the reputation of brought with it a new elite, was echoed being the city in which all of our coun- by the music of the era. This music, particularly go-go, came try’s major decisions are made. Flocking to this area from all over the United from many of the same figures who were States, students hope to take part in making names for themselves through D.C.’s active political life — working graffiti across the District. In addition as interns on Capitol Hill, running to to go-go, hardcore punk emerged durthe White House on election night and ing the ’80’s as a vital, dominant regional music protesting for movement. various causes In many ways, go-go and Both go-go and on the National hardcore punk were a mirror of hardcore punk Mall. And while D.C.’s culture the increasingly divided soul of arrived in D.C. as evolutions has come to be a city faltering under its own and rejections defined by curunmanageable growth. of what had rent legal news come before — and socioeconomic issues, we often forget that our specifically disco in the 1970s. What city has a rich and significant subcul- made the emergence of these opposing musical traditions most fascinating, ture. Especially relevant now because of however, was their immense effect on the Corcoran Gallery’s “Pump Me Up” and testament to the division of D.C. In exhibit, D.C.’s ’80s subculture has its many ways, the two genres were a mirroots in revolutionary art and music. ror of the increasingly divided soul of a The 1980s saw the city caught in the city faltering under its own unmanageturbulent current of cultural, political able growth. In all aspects, these two musical traand economic upheaval accompanied by growth and the dissolution of tradi- ditions of D.C. were diametrically options. As politicians began to grapple posed. Go-go incorporated funk and with rampant poverty as well as the R&B with newly emergent hip-hop and growing plague of drug proliferation was defined by the thump of powerand a host of other issues endemic to ful syncopation and rhythm, while urban growth and decay, Washington’s hardcore emerged as a rejection of the artists began to articulate and develop rhythmic and formal, emerging as a the unique relationship of repression celebration of the alternative. Moreand expression, culture and counter- over, go-go emerged from the clubs found in the city’s impoverished reculture. One of the first expressions of this gions and was predominantly the prodcultural shift in the ’80s was graffiti, uct of black artists. According to Dance information that featured heavily in of Days, a cultural profile of the ’80s the Corcoran’s new showcase. Men and and ’90s, hardcore became the mode women with strange, alliterative names of expression for the children of D.C.’s — like Whassup Woody, Crazy Charlie mostly white elite in Northwest Washand Cool “Disco” Dan — began to mark ington. In fact, one of the most imporup D.C. with these loud and colorful tant broadcasters of early hardcore was expressions. Few of these early inno- Georgetown’s own WGTB radio, which vators saw themselves as visual artists re-emerged in the 1980s as an imporand simply sought to leave their marks tant cultural hub for the alternative on a city that was becoming increas- scene. ingly unfamiliar and unmoored. These Ironically, both these movements deartists gave voice to a shift that would veloped as protests to the rampant in-

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BLAST FROM THE PAST The Corcoran’s “Pump Me Up” exhibit examines D.C.’s colorful history through the art and music of the ’80s and ’90s. justice that broke out in D.C. during the ’80s — in their increasingly geographical and musical dichotomy, they began to solidify the divisions which helped propagate the injustice to which they objected. The curator of “Pump Me Up,” Roger Gastman, has done an admirable job in attempting to present a unified artistic vision of this era. Originally from Bethesda, Md., Gastman drew from his own teenage experience as a graffiti artist. The collection incorporates static visual pieces, copies and originals of graffiti along with posters of the go-go movement. The exhibit features musical and video compositions from and about the ’80s in Washington as well. The Corcoran’s Atrium and Ro-

tunda are also filled with newspaper clippings, photographs, video loops and stage clothes, introducing visitors to the popular culture present from 1980 to 1982. Inevitably, much is left out of the collection; this has as much to do with the breadth of available material as the collection’s attempt to reconcile both artistic and historical approaches to the era. For this reason, the collection in many ways seems incomplete and confusing. This is to be expected, however, and the collection serves as an important attempt to reinitiate reconciliation between D.C.’s past and present and between the city’s disparate cultural and historical influences.


Harvesting Success: Farm to Campus


armers markets have become a quintessential community experience; they provide an opportunity for neighbors to peruse through stands of everything from produce to unique options such as daring condiments and samosas. Visitors to these often-outdoor bazaars have the opportunity to take a break, sample locally grown food and meet with the farmers who have actually grown the food. They can try paella or indulge in handmade pastries, all while staying close to home and the source. Although Georgetown’s fall and spring seasons are now marked by the return of the GU Farmers Market — GUMC for short — it was the efforts of Bree Donald (NHS ’12) and Melissa Gadsden (NHS ’12) that first allowed the creation of an on-campus market. Donald and Gadsden’s brainchild — initially a project for a nursing class during their junior year spring semester — is now home to more than 15 vendors offering everything from apples to baklava. To put things into motion, the pair applied for the Reimagine Georgetown grant and sought other sources of funding including from The Students of Georgetown, Inc., Equal Action and the Georgetown University Student

Association. Upon being awarded the grant, Donald and Gadsden were able to see their class project come to life on Healy Lawn. Although the first market was relatively small — with only six vendors and a low student turnout —, the number of vendors almost tripled over the year, and the market became a regular part of many students’ Wednesday schedules. “I was approached to take on a greater leadership role in the fall of 2011,” Lexi Cotcamp (MSB ’15), current marketing director for the GUMC said. “By the summer of 2012, we were trying to figure out if we should maintain the status quo or keep things going as planned.” Deciding to go with the former option, Cotcamp, in an effort to expand the campus and community turnout, spent the summer frequenting other farmers’ markets in the area, including ones in Eastern Market and Falls Church, Va. She began talking to vendors to gauge their interest in promoting their goods and services at Georgetown. With the help of volunteers, she canvassed all of Georgetown, from Wisconsin Avenue to M Street, in order to get the word out with promotional flyers placed at popular locations such as J. Crew, Baked and Wired and Dixie

Liquor. “I interned at Sweetgreen over the summer as well, which pulls from a lot of local sources, and I had the opportunity to talk to different people there,” Cotcamp said. “Farmers are some of the nicest people you’ll ever meet.” As volunteer efforts increased, the market rapidly expanded from the smattering of vendors on Healy Lawn to taking over Copley Lawn with giveaways, cooking demonstrations and an increased number of farmers and foodies. The central location and increased advertising kept the market from fading after Donald and Gadsden completed their initial project. “We tried to get people to be able to come and say ‘hey’ to each other in a place that was closer than Safeway with food that was twice as good,” Cotcamp explained. With the new additions, the market can more successfully achieve its goals of giving Georgetown students and residents the experience to sample local food and providing an understanding of how farm-fresh food tastes and where it comes from. The market seeks to sustain a local and organic diet that can be promoted among its visitors through delicious and affordable fare. “There’s no precedent for where we

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go from here,” said Cotcamp. “It’s like nothing we’ve had on campus before. But the more we grow, the more we become hungry to continue and to figure out what will maximize happiness for our visitors, vendors and everyone involved.”


GOING LOCAL The GUMC plays host to a weekly farmers markets for students and Georgetown residents.

culture shock

Converting From Touchdowns to Rebounds


efore I arrived at Georgetown, my closest association with the game of basketball was the traumatic memory of the time I scored two points for the wrong team in fifth grade intramurals. Growing up in Alabama, I devoted every Saturday in the fall to Crimson Tide football — I didn’t have much of a choice — and after January rolled around, I switched ESPN off, tuning out any discussion of brackets or bubbles or the Big East. But once my deposit was on its way to the Hilltop, I decided to at least give basketball a try. That year, I watched the Hoyas lose to Ohio in the first round of the NCAA tournament. I knew, of course, that Georgetown had a historic rivalry with Syracuse, but I was skeptical that it could live up to the intensity of my home state’s sports tradition. To be honest, I doubted that I would ever be a true fan. Nonetheless, in the midst of the freshman rush to join (and buy) everything, I ended up with a set of

season tickets and my first “We Are first week, an actual change of seaGeorgetown” shirt. I went to almost sons, Halloween. But as November every home game, but sadly I missed arrived, I realized that one of the the Syracuse game because of the flu. things I missed the most — strangely It definitely wasn’t the same watch- enough — was the beginning of basing from my laptop in New South. ketball season. Lacking a seat at VeriAnd as we all know, postseason play zon Center, I turned to the next best thing — blurry ESPN recaps. I stayed again ended in disappointment. Last year, however, things started up to follow the big games, even with to change. I watched every game — the nine-hour time difference. Despite my skepticism, I had at Verizon Center and on become a fan. television. I kept tabs on Since I’ve returned this stats and standings. I folsemester, the Hoyas have lowed all of the basketball certainly not disappointed players on Twitter (a necme — discounting a few essary and worthwhile AudreyWilson blips — and in fact seem to step). February found me AudreyWilson have both their national in Sellinger cheering my team through a tough overtime loss ranking and campus optimism at a at the Carrier Dome. March found recent high. Last weekend, I was fime stifling groans in Lau as we fell nally able to attend my first Syracuse again at the NCAA tournament. But game. While I often don’t even crack for the first time, I didn’t lose hope — open my eyelids before 11 a.m. on a I couldn’t help but get excited about weekend morning, I was wide awake at 6 a.m. on Saturday (not even kidthe next season. While I was abroad, I found myself ding, my roommates proclaimed that missing lots of things about fall at it was “better than Christmas”). By Georgetown: the excitement of the 8:12 a.m., I was in the student section.

At noon, I stood up, not to return to my seat. And around 2:06 p.m., I was celebrating on the court in what is sure to become one of the highlights of my four years here — something that might shock my younger self. You see, while I didn’t choose Georgetown because of its basketball, I think if I hadn’t impulsively purchased those season tickets fall of freshman year, I would be seriously missing out. Basketball certainly doesn’t define Georgetown, but it does represent just another part of its culture, something intangible that binds us together — just ask anyone who found themselves at halfcourt in Verizon Center on Saturday afternoon. And while expectations around this time of year are yet again sky-high, I think, win or lose, that feeling won’t disappear. My fingers are crossed for a few more wins.

Audrey Wilson is a junior in the School of Foreign Service. CULTURE SHOCK appears every other Friday in the guide.

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paranoia at the garden: georgetown in the big east tournament PAT CURRAN Hoya Staff Writer Georgetown’s demolition of Syracuse last weekend left the packed Verizon Center in a state of near-ecstasy, as 20,000 die-hard fans watched their team close the book on its most heated rivalry in a decisive fashion. But when the dust settled — after Head Coach John Thompson III and company had cut down the last pieces of the net, as gleeful fans streamed out the door and Syracuse Head Coach Jim Boeheim wearily settled in behind his press conference microphone — a sad realization permeated the room: It’s over. The old Big East is going the way of the dodo, thanks to the irresistible pull of football-driven TV deals and subsequent

realignment hysteria. While the conference the Hoyas call home next season will bear the same name and play its tournaments in the same venue, it won’t be the same conference. Founding members Syracuse and Connecticut — as well as Pittsburgh, Louisville and other addons that Hoya Nation has come to know and love to hate — won’t join Georgetown and the reborn Big East. Former Georgetown Head Coach John Thompson Jr. left no ambiguity as to his feelings on the subject to reporters outside the press conference room Saturday afternoon. The Hilltop legend’s sermons have gotten quieter and more measured since his days dominating the Big East of the

1980s. But they’re no less profane, and — more importantly — no less honest. “It’s a damned disgrace,” he said. “All of them run around talking about the educational purposes — that’s bullshit. All of us have made money. All of us have turned down money. You have to reflect on what’s important to you.” Unfortunately for Thompson Jr. and the scores of like-minded fans, there’s no turning back now. The breakup of the Big East is set in stone; West Virginia is gone already, and Syracuse and Louisville have their feet out the door. This weekend marks the final Big East tournament, which Georgetown enters as the No. 1 seed, poised to capture a record eighth title.

It’s likely that Georgetown’s future will be filled with more priceless memories from Madison Square Garden in future years. Old friends like Villanova and St. John’s will join new additions Butler and Xavier to lay the foundations for more heated rivalries and memorable conference tournaments, a prospect that has excited even the most pessimistic fans. But for now — out of respect for the incredible institution to which we bid farewell — we can reflect on the most thrilling triumphs, most devastating heartbreaks and all-around greatest moments from the Hoyas’ annual March trip to The World’s Most Famous Arena.

MARCH 10, 1984: GEORGETOWN 82, SYRACUSE 71 (OT) With one play in the 1984 Big East championship game, forward Michael Graham brought the Georgetown-Syracuse rivalry closer to Israel-Palestine than to Ohio StateMichigan. The 6-foot-9 Graham, frustrated during a struggle over a loose ball, took an open-handed swing at Orangeman Andre Dawkins in the closing minutes of a tight game. After a brief deliberation, the officials elected to call only a two-shot foul on Graham for what many saw as an ejectionworthy offense. Boeheim was livid. “Michael Graham, in front of 19,000 people, punched my player, and the ref had the nerve to call it a two-shot foul,” he said after the game. “Today, the best team didn’t win.” The Blue and Gray won the game in overtime, and with it, its third Big East cham-

pionship. Patrick Ewing earned his first of two tournament MVP awards, but Graham played an important role as an enforcer for the physical Hoyas. Former Big East Commissioner Mike Tranghese would later cite the game as one of the conference’s most memorable. “The caliber of player, the intensity — it was a physical war,” Tranghese told The New York Times. “It epitomized what the Big East was: a street game, in New York City, in Madison Square Garden. No place for the faint of heart.” With Graham’s help, that 1984 team would go on to win the school’s first and only national championship. The March 10 incident added fuel to the Hoyas’ image as college basketball’s bad boys, which had grown as the brash Thompson Jr. and his team’s physical play earned national fame.

MARCH 15, 1992: SYRACUSE 56, GEORGETOWN 54 In four meetings in the Big East championship in the 1980s, Thompson Jr.’s Hoyas got the best of Boeheim’s Orange every single time. Syracuse senior Dave Johnson made sure that trend didn’t extend into the 1990s. Johnson broke a 54-54 tie in the 1992 championship game, hitting a short jumper with seconds to play that gave Syracuse its first-ever win over Georgetown on the conference’s biggest stage. THE HOYA’s Andrew Kim described the scene in detail: “In a battle of last-second heroics, Syracuse would emerge the victor as senior forward Dave Johnson rose above the

lane and sank an arcing game-winner with four seconds left. The shot was just out of reach of senior center Alonzo Mourning, the nation’s leading shotblocker.” (A8, March 20, 1992) Johnson’s shot spoiled a storybook tournament for Mourning, who was named MVP despite his team’s loss. Boeheim got a giant bulldog-shaped monkey off his back with the win, and Syracuse earned a spot opposite — rather than under — Georgetown in the ranks of Big East royalty. The loss set the stage for a decade of disappointing Big East tournament results for talented Georgetown squads.


ANYTHING YOU CAN DO ... High-scoring guards Ray Allen (left) and Allen Iverson (right) battled for Big East supremacy in the 1995-96 season.

MARCH 9, 1996: CONNECTICUT 75, GEORGETOWN 74 (OVERTIME) Perhaps the biggest 1990s heartbreak for the Blue and Gray came at the hands of Jesus himself. Jesus Shuttlesworth, that is. Basketball superstar and future movie star Ray Allen closed the heated 1996 Big East player of the year debate once and for all in the championship game, when his off-balanced jumper with 13 seconds left in overtime lifted UConn over the Allen Iverson-led Hoyas. The shot capped a furious 12-0 Connecticut run that erased Georgetown’s substantial lead in the closing minutes of overtime. Iverson attempted to respond with a fallaway jumper of his own, but it bounced off the rim. Days earlier, Allen had been named conference player of the year over Iverson, Villanova guard Kerry Kittles and

Syracuse guard John Wallace. The Iverson-Allen comparison in particular had sparked contentious debate in the world of college basketball punditry, as the two stars raced neck-and-neck for the conference scoring title and their teams struggled for the top seed in the tournament. Iverson won the scoring title by putting up 25.4 points per game in conference play to Allen’s 23.7, but the UConn star got the last laugh, as the Huskies took both the regular-season and tournament titles. It was only appropriate, though, that the season come down to a battle between the two superstars. The strangest part of the whole event? In a tournament remembered as a legendary duel between future NBA stars Iverson and Allen, the MVP award went to Georgetown’s Victor Page.

MARCH 9, 2007: GEORGETOWN 84, NOTRE DAME 82 The Georgetown program suffered through the late 1990s and early 2000s in a general state of mediocrity, reeling from the departure of Thompson Jr. The Big East tournament was no exception — the Hoyas failed to even appear in a conference final from 1997 to 2006. The hiring of John Thompson III in 2004 breathed new life into the program. The Hilltop legend’s eldest son — armed with a talented and experienced team — took the Big East and the nation by storm in 2007. Jeff Green, DaJuan Summers, Roy Hibbert and the top-seeded Hoyas marched into the Big East tournament as the team to beat. While Georgetown was undoubtedly stacked that year, Green was the true star. Unsurprisingly, it was Green who provided most thrilling moment of the Big East tournament — for Hoyas fans, at least — since the mid-1990s. In a tight semifinal game against red-hot Notre Dame, Green got the

ball on the left block with under 20 seconds to play and the score knotted at 82. The Big East player of the year spun and lofted a right-handed baby hook that fell through the net just after the referee whistled a foul on the Irish. Green missed the free throw, giving Notre Dame a chance to tie or win the game. Russell Carter’s shot rimmed out, and the Hoyas were on their way to their first title game appearance since the glory days of Page, Iverson and Jerome “Junkyard Dog” Williams. “It means a lot,” Hibbert, then a junior, told THE HOYA’s Brenna McGee. “I saw Jerome Williams in the crowd, and he and Allen [Iverson] were on the last team to play in the championship, so it’s good to see him here.” Georgetown wiped the floor with Pitt in the title game to give Thompson III his first title. The Hoyas would ultimately advance to the Final Four, giving the student body its biennial excuse to storm the White House.



BEASTS OF THE BIG EAST Allen Iverson (top left) and Patrick Ewing (bottom) terrorized the league in their time playing under Head Coach John Thompson Jr. (top right).

For most current students, the triumphant victories of the 1980s are no more than pages in a record book, the thrilling 2007 season simply a faded memory. The successes of the las t several regular seasons have been marred by postseason disappointment, none more devastating than the 2010 Big East championship game. Thompson III had led another stacked Georgetown squad to an upset of top-seeded Syracuse in the quarterfinal, then stomped Marquette to set up a date with No. 3 West Virginia in the title game. WVU’s Da’Sean Butler and Georgetown’s Chris Wright scored 20 points apiece in a high-stakes duel for the tournament MVP award, but it was Butler who got the last laugh.

The senior drove the lane and sank a floater over Austin Freeman to give the Mountaineers a two-point edge with five seconds left. THE HOYA’s Ryan Travers detailed the resulting scene in Madison Square Garden: “After Butler’s pullup went in with five seconds to play, Wright almost did it again, going the length of the court before coming just short of the rim as time expired. As Wright laid on the baseline in despair, Jason Clark ran over and lent his hand to pick up his teammate as West Virginia celebrated in the background.” (thehoya. com, Sunday, March 14, 2010) The deflated Georgetown squad went on to lose in the NCAA tournament’s first round to red-hot Ohio.

Georgetown can’t lay claim to the best game in Big East tournament history. That honor, according to most hoops aficionados, goes to the six-overtime epic fought by Syracuse and Connecticut in 2006. But the Hoyas have played an integral role in writing the exciting history of the powerhouse basketball conference, even if they could not save it from realignment. Even Boeheim, the avowed enemy of all things Blue and Gray, grew slightly nostalgic this week. “When [Big East founder] Dave Gavitt put this thing together, nobody thought it could ever be anything close to what it became within two years,” he said. “It’s

been an unbelievable experience — we never thought it would go like this, and it has.” With luck, Hoya Nation will find glamorous heroes and detestable villains to join the likes of Green and Allen in the annals of Big East history, as the Blue and Gray spearhead the conference’s rebirth. “Georgetown won the first one, and now Georgetown’s won the last,” Thompson III said after the Hoyas’ regular-season championship victory. If the basketball gods wear blue and gray in the sport’s most sacred temple this weekend, the same might hold true for the postseason crown.

food&drink Mixing Tiki Kitsch And Classy Cuisine

merjan bubernack Special to The Hoya

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fter recovering from midterms, my plans for the Thursday evening before spring break included settling in with questionable Chinese take-out and Kevin Spacey in “House of Cards.” However, after a call from a co-worker, I found myself downtown near the Washington, D.C. Convention Center, about to partake of dinner and drinks at a newly opened tiki bar and late-night restaurant. From the outside, Hogo appears a bit intimidating. The enormous painting of Bill Murray’s Steve Zissou (the establishment’s self-proclaimed “doorman”) doesn’t help. And in all honesty, the inside doesn’t get much better. The dark walls, dim lighting and moderately loud R&B playlist is reminiscent of your typical dive. Did I mention the wall-sized mural of Zombie Elvis? Although Hogo advertises itself as a tiki bar, upon sitting, I was presented with a menu featuring Jewish soul food. Talk about a restaurant with an identity crisis. According to the restaurant’s Facebook page, the word “Hogo” means “high taste” in the Caribbean and also reflects the venue’s passion for traditional aged

1017 7th St. NW cuisine: Bar price: $$$$ rum. This passion is evident in the extensive display of rums — of which they have more than 80 varieties — behind the bar and in their drink menu selections. I chose the Blackheart’s Punch, which promised the perfect mix of spicy and sweet goodness. The authentic tiki mugs, pineapple and mini umbrellas almost got me to believe that I could be on a beach oasis somewhere, despite the picture of Zombie Elvis and the soul food I was soon served. I couldn’t help but notice that the table next to mine had ordered the Volcano Bowl, a shareable drink nearly the size of the table, made with four different rums, citrus and a smoothing maple syrup. It definitely looked like something to keep in mind for my next visit. The best part of the Hogo experience, at least in my opinion, is the food. They participate in a project called Temporary Works, which offers a unique twist on late-night dining. Each month, a new chef is invited to take over the kitchen, bringing in a whole new menu each time. I caught the tail end of Chef Renee Peres’ Jewish soul food. Since my group decided to get a couple of dishes to share, I had the pleasure of tasting a bit of ev-


ROLLING WITH THE FLOW Every month, a new chef redesigns Hogo’s late-night menu in order to create an innovative and dynamic dining experience. erything. I would suggest this community-style eating for future visits, as you’ll definitely want to try everything. I first tasted the baba ganoush, which was complemented unexpectedly by salt and vinegar chips, a unique and delicious combination. Next came the Holy Holishkes, meat-stuffed cabbage rolls that closely competed with those my Polish grandmother would make for family holidays. I also really enjoyed the kreplach — Polish dumplings set in a savory broth and paired with a pungent dill flavor. I had to resist slurping from the bowl, although due to the quality of the food, my friends assured me it would be completely understandable if I did. While the Jewish soul food menu has been put to rest, if you visit Hogo in the next couple of weeks, you’ll be able to


enjoy the much acclaimed Rose’s Luxury selections created by Chef Aaron Silverman. This menu includes popcorn soup with poached lobster, bread-and-butter fried chicken and caramelized cauliflower with Greek yogurt. However, if you are looking for a hearty meal, Hogo is probably not the place for you. The smaller portions are delicious bar food options to be enjoyed with the venue’s drinks, which tend to steal the show. Hogo provides a unique and authentic atmosphere with quality drinks, food and service. Prices for both drinks and food average about $10 each. Whether you’re looking for a new go-to bar or want to explore unique delicacies, this is definitely a great place that keeps customers coming back month after month with its constantly changing menu.

a weekly roundup of some of the best shots, mixes and punches.

The John Collins Cocktail

Lime-Vodka Punch

Combine 2 fluid oz. bourbon, 1 fluid oz. lemon juice and 1 tsp. simple syrup in a cocktail shaker. Add 1 cup ice, cover and shake until chilled. Strain into a Collins glass. Add 1 cup ice, fill with 2 fluid oz. club soda and stir. Garnish with 1 orange slice and 1 lemon slice and 1 maraschino cherry.

Stir together 2 cups lime vodka and 2 2-liter bottles of chilled lemon-lime soda in a large punch bowl. Add 1/2 gallon of vanilla ice cream and 1/2 gallon lime sherbet; stir and serve immediately.

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Lukewarm Experience Searching for Bagels At Dupont Hot Spot Beyond the Big Apple W H  DC on rye

JULIA DECICCO Special to The Hoya

aving already garnered rave reviews in New York, Boqueria, notable for its high-end Spanish cuisine, has made its D.C. debut with a location in Dupont Circle. Inspired by the Barcelona tapas bars, Boqueria offers traditional dishes that are meant to be shared. What makes Boqueria stand out amongst other tapas style restaurants is that it relies only on using naturally flavorful, market-fresh ingredients. Despite the anticipation and promise of a delectable meal, we were not seated until over two hours after our 6:15 p.m. reservation. Warning to hungry foodies: The hustle and bustle that is Dupont Circle made finding parking difficult, and our 20-minute delay led the hostesses to keep us waiting until 8:30 p.m. By that time, we were not only ravenously hungry, but also completely miserable. Over the course of our two-hour wait we considered calling it quits and fleeing to the Chipotle next door more than once. Our outrage must have been blatantly apparent because, later in the night, the manager gave us free drinks and flatbread, which at least partially subdued my frustration. However, although the initial service left much to be desired, as soon as the waiter arrived and recommended some dishes, the tense, bitter mood of the evening began to change for the better. We started the meal off with some pan con tomate. Don’t let the simplicity of this dish fool you: The slices of fresh, white bread smothered with a bruschetta-like spread were delicious. Along with the bread, we ordered a selection of cheeses that came with olives, grapes and nuts for pairing. The rosemary manchego, a nutty, hard cheese made of sheep’s milk, was quite satisfying, but the La Serena, a soft, sheep’s milk cheese, was my favorite. Its buttery, rich texture, combined with the pan con tomate, was the perfect start to our meal. Up next was the datiles con beicon, dates stuffed with almonds and wrapped in ba-


ON TAPAS THE WORLD Boquiera’s authentic Spanish cuisine is hearty and fresh.

BOQUERIA 1837 M St. NW cuisine: Spanish price: $$$$ con. An impeccable combination of salty and sweet flavors, the warmed dates were easily my favorite of the plates we had ordered. My only complaint regarding this dish was that there were only three dates in a portion. Although the three dates were not nearly enough to satisfy us after the long wait, perhaps it bodes well for the chef that we were left longing — and excited — for more. The tortilla espanola and albondigas encompassed the more hearty portions of our meal. The tortilla was typical, and seemingly identical, to that of Georgetown’s Bodega Tapas Restaurant. Served cold with a mayo-like dipping sauce, the eggs, potatoes and onions combined to form a very ordinary dish. The albondigas was a far greater treat. These lamb meatballs were covered with tomato sauce and melted sheep’s milk cheese; we ate all of them in just a few seconds. In fact, they were so appetizing that I used a spoon to finish off the tomato sauce even when the meatballs were gone. After the meatballs, our waiter surprised us with another treat to make up for the earlier portion of our evening: a flatbread covered in an assortment of fresh ingredients including onions, shrimp and basil. Because it was not on the menu, the meal’s ingredients were difficult to discern, but what can be affirmed is that they were delicious. For dessert, we could not decide between splitting the crema catalana clasica and churros con chocolate, so we opted for both. We could have done without the crema; it was strikingly similar to creme brulee, but less sweet. The churros, however, were no mistake. Paired with a bowl of melted chocolate to dip them in, the churros had a crunchy outer layer surrounding warm dough that left me completely satisfied. Although Boqueria should be commended for its delectable dishes, due to the misfortunes of the first half of my evening and comparable tapas places in Georgetown, I do not think I will be going back. However, if you enjoy tapas and organic ingredients, Boqueria is worth the trip to Dupont. Just make sure you’re on time.

hile many of you headed is reserved almost exclusively for to Mexico’s sunny shores tourists, and not at all like the fullfor spring break, I had force lox I am accustomed to). The the unique privilege of fighting bagel itself was average. The inside a snowstorm in New York for the was adequately chewy, but the dryness of the crust made me slightly better part of that week. People have wondered for mil- suspicious that it had been frozen lennia why the best bagels come earlier that week. The cream cheese from New York City. Some argue was fine, but there is nothing espethat whatever they put in the cially outstanding about an average New York tap water is responsible. bagel with plain cream cheese. It was the fish that got me. To Others argue that it is due to New York’s Jewish population. But as start, I have no idea how the people a sandwich aficionado, I think at Greengrass managed to fit that the bagels are just one part of the much salmon on a bagel that size. equation. For me, the perfect bagel Including the bag, the parchment experience begins in one of New paper, the bagel and the dense England’s many rivers, as thou- cream cheese, I’d say half of the sands of Atlantic salmon hatch and weight of the sandwich was the lox. Due respect to Midnight M.U.G. head downstream, many of them on the long and difficult journey and the Einstein Bro’s at Car Barn — which deserve credit for to loxhood. The bagel providing us with baitself is merely the cangels at all — I had to go vas upon which many outside the WASP’s nest New Yorkers creatively we call Georgetown to compose some of the find a bagel that I could most classic and delicious sandwiches the DavidChardack compare with those of New York. Dupont Cirworld has ever known. Of course, not all bagels are cre- cle’s DGS Delicatessen was the closest ated equal, and some are enhanced I came to satisfying my craving for with sesame, poppy or other seeds lox after my completely mind-blow(which, until recently, had habits ing experience at Greengrass. I give DGS a lot of credit: I tried of aggressively lodging themselves within the cavities of my braces). a few side items from the menu, In New York, I usually would get which were all stellar — DGS knows my bagels at Jumbo Bagels on Sec- how to brine things properly. I evenond Avenue and 56th Street, but tually ordered the smoked salmon for spring break, I ventured to Am- pastrami, which also confused me, sterdam Avenue and 87th Street to but I assure you, it has no pastrami. try the legendary century-old bagel It was a Montreal-style bagel (which is not quite as doughy as the typishop, Barney Greengrass. Greengrass is not really a bagel cal New York bagel), covered in a place — Greengrass is all about yogurt-based spread instead of the the fish. Even though I was skep- traditional cream cheese, and the tical about whether or not they lox wasn’t in the same heaping pile make their own bagels at all, the as at Barney Greengrass. But the presentation and simplicity of the fish was perfectly fresh and embelsandwich I ordered redeemed any lished with an interesting balance doubts I had about Barney Green- of spices that almost made me feel grass. It came in the perfect pack- like I was eating gravlax. I am not surprised that there is aging: a simple brown bag with an additional wrapping of white no place to find a perfect New York parchment paper cut in half so bagel in Washington, D.C., but I the white cream cheese oozed out am still comforted knowing that onto the bag and stained the bot- I can go as close as Dupont Circle tom with grease. When I looked for even a moderate version of the into the bag, I could see the light bagel nirvana I had the luxury of pink streaks of the salmon. (I con- experiencing in the Big Apple. fess that my friends, who are not nearly as adventurous as I am when David Chardack is a freshman in it comes to fish, pressured me into the College. DC ON RYE appears ordering the weak Nova lox that every other Friday in the guide.

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The Rock God Comes Back to Earth


avid Bowie is a legend, and he’s finally back. He is a legend because of his music, his image and his ability to change with the times while still holding onto exactly what makes him the icon he is now. Ten years after his last album release and a health scare, Bowie is back with an album that will please old and new fans alike. What perhaps differentiates this album from many others, including Bowie’s own, is that it was recorded in secret in New York City and dropped unannounced. Bowie teamed up with famed producer Tony Visconti, who has been responsible for the production of many of his best albums. The dynamic duo was once again able to come together to create a remarkable album. Due to a sporadic recording process, Bowie and Visconti took the execution of the album slowly, recording it and finishing it up over a two-year period. With 14 tracks on the regular edition, the album is consistent and well thought-out despite this abnormal production cycle. The Next Day is Bowie’s 24th studio al-

bum. It’s been 46 years since his self-titled a musical chameleon, he’s changed his debut album and 44 years since Ziggy Star- image more times than I care to count, dust touched down. Now in his mid-60s, and his entire career has revolved around he has looked back at his discography and which face he has shown at which times. his legacy to find influences for his new Bowie’s morphed into more characters album instead of trying to adapt his mu- and dabbled in more genres than any of sic to what is popular now. He has taken his contemporaries, and unlike them, he the qualities that have made him the rock has chosen to stay true to himself despite his ever-changing god he is and has personas. morphed them into The album isn’t a comeback album revolutionary or anyunlike any other. thing you haven’t One of the most heard before, but remarkable things DAVID BOWIE it’s solid and a joy to about Bowie is how listen to. The majorhe knows just how The Next Day ity, if not all, of the far to go and when to tracks are strong, pull back in terms of with a few highhis musical stylings. This album is quintessentially Bowie with lights like “I’d Rather Be High” and “You the bright music, dark lyrics and familiar Feel So Lonely You Could Die” standing crooning voice. The Next Day weaves to- out. “Valentine’s Day” takes glam rock to gether the wisdom Bowie has garnered a new level, while “Dirty Boys” will get over the years with a pulsing, youthful stuck in your head very easily after the first listen. vitality. Bowie won’t tour for this album, but Bowie isn’t just a musician, and he’s more than just an artist. He has become that doesn’t mean that there won’t be

ABBY REUTZEL Hoya Staff Writer



CH-CH-CH-CHANGES A decade after his last album release, David Bowie is back with more soon-to-be hits. more Bowie sightings and special performances in the upcoming months and years. Rumors abound that many tracks were cut from this album, so there is quite a bit of potential that this won’t be the last album he’ll release. I just hope that next time, we won’t have to wait another 10 years to hear it.

life plugged in

Not Just the Artists You Thought You Knew


irports are rarely fun. They’re packed full of random people moving in every which way, constantly searching for the food court to buy an $8.00 slice of pizza or those monitors with the departure/arrival and gate information. People are frantically rushing around hoping they’ll make their connections, swinging their bags around while pushing their screaming children in strollers. I can’t remember the last time my flight was on time — or the last time I fit in an airplane seat, for that matter. So yeah, I’m not the biggest fan of airports. I have no fears of flying, but I just hate the hassle of having to go through the whole process of getting from Place A to Place B. And I can’t really apparate because I’m usually not travelling alone, and I obviously can’t be seen doing that in public. Sitting at my gate at Reagan National Airport in December 2011, waiting to board a plane home for winter break, I decided to browse some Reddit on my phone to pass the time as I was waiting for my hour-delayed plane to land. Deep in the bottomless pit of Reddit, I stumbled upon some random Australian song called “Somebody

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That I Used to Know,” then at the top of the breakdown of a romantic relationthe Australian charts, with a tag saying ship, Gotye’s expressivity shares his to check out this awesome new video. emotions with the listener so that anyAlways on the lookout for new music, I one hearing the song can understand clicked the video and began watching. his feelings. Kimbra’s raw and moving Instantly, I was surprised by the vocals only added to the experience, starkness of the whole thing — it opens giving the song another layer of emowith a fully frontal, nude Gotye stand- tion for me to draw from. When I got home, the first thing I ing in front of a huge blank sheet of canvas. The music is simple and did was download both Gotye and Kimbra’s discographies. I spent calm, providing a nice backhours on YouTube watching ground for Gotye’s impresKimbra’s music videos and sive voice, which starts out live sessions and even more hushed. This calm, poised time listening through Gonaked figure mesmerized tye’s last two studio albums, me; I was entranced by his soft yet emotive vocals, Like Drawing Blood (2006) which seemed to echo the ZachGordon and Making Mirrors (2011). sentiment of the lyrics perWhat shocked me most fectly. And then came the chorus. I sat, about these two albums was how differstunned, as he switched from a soft ent they were, which — thinking about and tender almost whisper to this pow- it — makes perfect sense, as they were erful, passionate scream. recorded five years apart. The former is Sitting there in the airport, I could much more soulful, filled with swingtotally relate to him. I was heading ing beats and his poignant vocals. It back to my friends from home after the includes some of his best work, includlongest separation of all of our lives, ing “Learnalilgivinanlovin,” “Heart’s and I wasn’t sure if they were still going a Mess” and “Coming Back.” His most to want the same relationship we had recent album, however, is much more before. Even though the song is about experimental, each song getting its own

unique treatment. “Eyes Wide Open” has Gotye tenderly screaming about the fall of humanity, while conversely, his “In Your Light” has an upbeat, positive vibe full of handclaps. Kimbra is also an incredible talent, with a silky, jazzy voice and a knack for the eccentric and colorful. Her debut album, Vows, which she wrote in its entirety, is an incredible showcase of her special blend of contemporary jazz, pop and modern technology — her signature move is to loop her voice throughout the song, creating these unbelievable walls of sound. Look to songs like “Settle Down” for this effect and two personal favorites “Two Way Street” and “Good Intent” for a showcase of her beautiful uninhibited voice and incredible songwriting. Kimbra and Gotye are both able to convey strong feelings in their music — so emotionally exposed and vulnerable while remaining completely in control of their sound. This inspiring ability is rare among artists today and is just one of the many reasons why I love these two so much.

Zach Gordon is a sophomore in the College. LIFE PLUGGED IN appears every Friday in the guide.


Bringing Classy Back NICOLE JARVIS Hoya Staff Writer


ne of the hallmarks of the American music industry is that artists are allowed the opportunity to advance from their early years to more mature, occasionally solo efforts. For some artists, like Britney and LiLo, the road to maturity is fraught with missteps and public meltdowns. For others, like most of the members of the Backstreet Boys, it means fading into relative obscurity. There is one artist, however, who has managed to stay above the fray: Justin Timberlake. He survived his ramen-haired ‘N SYNC days PITCHFORK.COM to launch a wildly successful solo career, from his debut album, Justified, in 2002 20/20 VISION Justin Timberlake’s new to his latest musical creation, The 20/20 album is his first in over six years. Experience. However, after one of the longer hia- moving / You put an arch in your back / tuses in recent musical memory, The Closer to me, closer to me / Sippin’ your 20/20 Experience is facing scrutiny to see drink / And you’re getting closer to me” if Justin still has the musical star power — there are a lot of interesting things and momentum that he had in 2006 going on musically. Timberlake’s vocals when he dropped the fantastic Future- are just as on point here as in the rest Sex/LoveSounds. College students are of the album, but Timbaland’s strong probably his most enduring fan base, or production skills steal the spotlight, at least the ones who have been around with a strong tribal drumbeat and vocal samples creating a the longest. ‘N rich and complex SYNC was huge in backdrop for JT’s our early elemenmagic. tary years — years The one downthat were musiside to this album cally formative for JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE is the lengths of many — and his the songs. Despite solo albums came The 20/20 Experience the great quality out during our late of the music, they middle and early are hard songs to high school years, when his brand of super slick, attractive launch as successful radio singles withmale pop star was the norm and Justin out serious trimming and editing, but this likely won’t hurt the album. Justin’s was the best at what he did. All things considered, The 20/20 Expe- name and star factor still have built up rience is a very accurate name for this an incredible amount of hype around album. It has been designed, honed and this album, and it is a great collection crafted by Timberlake and his produc- to listen to as a whole — even if the hourers to create a fully immersive musical and-10-minute runtime is a little long. While FutureSex/LoveSounds was experience. One of the side effects of this, however, has been that the indi- about carving out a niche for himself in vidual tracks, and the album as a whole, the crowded pop star market, The 20/20 Experience is about elevating JT beyond are remarkably long. The album’s second single, “Mirrors,” that niche with music infused with retis a fairly accurate representation of the ro glamour and a slick, well-produced album as a whole. It’s a catchy track message of elegance and success. The album’s first single, “Suit & Tie,” with Justin’s smooth vocals highlighted by Timbaland’s strong beats. The musi- was released in late 2012 and immecal love child of “Cry Me a River” and diately jumped to the iTunes Top 10. “What Goes Around,” the track is a Other critics have pointed out that with touching dedication to his wife, Jessica the highly public economic downturn Biel, and the positive role she has played and the monetary success of tracks in building his life and career. It is also like “Thrift Shop” that praise a more approachable lifestyle, listeners won’t over 8 minutes long. Each track has its own unique brand be able to relate to JT’s new high-end of sex appeal, but none more so than focus and won’t purchase the album. “Don’t Hold the Wall.” Beyond the im- The successful end product of The 20/20 plicit seduction taking place through Experience, however, should silence the the song’s lyrics — “Take you to the doubters and create an entirely new light / It’s dark in the back / You started generation of devoted Timber-lovers.


Romance Kills Potential In Historical Drama ALLIE DOUGHTY Hoya Staff Writer


ollowing in the footsteps of films like In reference to Japan’s reverence of HirohiTitanic and Pearl Harbor, the movie to as a divine figure, MacArthur states, “I’ve Emperor recreates true events with never met an emperor before, much less a enough historical significance to compose god. What the hell do you say to a god?” Despite the general’s uncertainty, upon a fascinating film. With fewer impressive visual effects than James Cameron’s triumph his encounter with the monarch, MacArand more seasoned acting than Michael thur violates every instruction given to him Bay’s attempt at depicting historical fiction, about emperor-meeting etiquette. The scene Emperor falls into the trap of fashioning a in which MacArthur towers over Hirohito’s romantic subplot that detracts from the meek stature is the most captivating part of more meaningful message of the film. the entire film — and the snapshot taken of Directed by Peter Webber, Emperor is less the pair resembles an actual photograph to of a postwar movie and more of a film that commemorate the event. Webber, director of the memorable 2004 recounts the formation of peaceful relations between the U.S. and Japan after World War film Girl with a Pearl Earring, as well as II. In fact, it has the potential to be moving. screenwriters David Klass and Vera Blasi, However, the contrived romantic longing choose to neglect the finesse in every signaof Brigadier Genture hands-on-hips eral Bonner Fellers placement that (Matthew Fox) and Jones executes in his flashbacks to order to bring his important points character to life. InEMPEROR in his relationship stead, they replace with Aya Shimada starring: Matthew Fox, Tommy Lee what could have (Eriko Hatsune), a been more screen Jones, Colin Moy Japanese student time of the actor’s with whom he fell mastery of MacArin love at college in Colorado, distract the thur’s persona with a forgettable romance. audience and undermine the emotional imThe love story between Fellers and Aya is pact of the plot. too sappy to comprise a tasteful incorporaUpon his arrival in Tokyo after the Japa- tion of cinematic romance but not juicy nese surrender at the end of World War II, enough to render itself a greater point of inGeneral Douglas MacArthur (Tommy Lee terest than the historical narrative (another Jones) orders Fellers, his protege, to conduct area in which Titanic prevails). If the film in an investigation regarding the role that Jap- any way mimics Fellers’ actual reputation, anese emperor Hirohito (Takataro Kataoka) then his military status was questionable; played in the events at Pearl Harbor. In the in the movie, he spends half of his allocated spirit of a military leader as controversial as time searching for an evasive, long-lost love. MacArthur, he demands that Fellers report Sometimes, the accurate story really is his assessment of Hirohito’s involvement more entertaining. in war crimes in a mere ten days and subsequently determine whether he should be prosecuted, essentially saying, “You have to accomplish this nearly-impossible task, the results of which will affect both the future of Japan and the probability of my presidential nomination — but hey, no pressure.” It may not be completely clear whether Jones is simply playing himself as a military leader or if he and General MacArthur share remarkably similar cantankerous personalities. If you’re familiar with historical figures, you will appreciate the nuances of gruffness in Jones’ portrayal; the actor’s trademark scowl is more than suitable in this instance. ROTTENTOMATOES.COM Actually, Jones’ performance is the most re- IMPERIAL FLOP Jones shines as General deeming quality of the film. MacArthur in an otherwise weak film.


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nantucket sound, chatham — steven piccione

on campus

Les Miserables Friday and Saturday, 8 p.m. and 11 p.m. ICC Auditorium

This beloved musical film will be presented in the ICC Auditorium this weekend. Let Hugh Jackman, Amanda Seyfried and Academy Award-winner Anne Hathaway transport you to the world of the French Revolution and amaze you with their singing. Bring a box of tissues because these performances will definitely have you in tears.

The Spring Fling! Bar Mitzvah Style Saturday, 5:30 p.m. Copley Formal Lounge

The Georgetown Jewish Student Association brings you a Bar Mitzvah-themed party. With free food, Step Team performances and the deejaying styles of WGTB, JSA invites you for a night of dancing and letting loose. Dress up, and arrive early so you can receive a free party favor.

Georgetown ICS Nowruz 1392 Dinner Show & Afterparty Saturday, 6:45 p.m. McShain Lounge

It’s time to come out and show your support for an important cultural date: Iranian New Year. In accordance with tradition, Georgetown’s Iranian Cultural Society will hold a dinner and afterparty to celebrate . This is sure to be a fantastic event with plenty of great food and celebration, so mark your calendars — this isn’t one to miss.

Robert S. Mason Lecture: A History of Religion in 5 1/2 Objects Monday, 6:00 p.m. Copley Hall

For those of you who’ve been neglecting theology since Problem of God, this is the perfect way to get re-engaged. The lecture will address a number of religious themes, and there will also be a reception in Copley Formal Lounge following the lecture.

around town friday



Take part in an amazing international, cultural experience this weekend at the Kennedy Center’s Nordic Cool 2013 Festival. Featuring artists from more than 700 countries, this festival will expose you to the visual and performing arts as well as the complex cuisine of several Nordic lands. They will be screening several movies and documentaries, perfect for independent or international film junkies.

In the mood to get your dance on? Go to the Malmaison in Georgetown for the annual Francophonie Festival. This year, the French indie-pop group Isaac Delusion is touring the U.S. to share their fizzy, energetic, ’70s-inspired tunes. Popular songs include “Midnight Sun” and “Early Morning.” Tickets will sell out quickly for this event, so purchase them in advance.

Celebrate the day when everybody is Irish at the annual St. Patrick’s Day parade on Constitution Avenue. The parade’s floats, marching bands and pipers and energetic music will have you feeling the luck of the Irish and in the holiday spirit. Choosing the theme “celebrating service to stars and stripes,” it will honor our service men and women.

WHERE: Kennedy Center WHEN: 8 p.m. INFO: PRICE: May Vary METRO: Foggy Bottom

WHERE: Malmaison WHEN: 10 p.m. - 2 a.m. INFO: PRICE: $15 METRO: Walk

WHERE: Ritz-Carlton Georgetown WHEN: 12pm to 3 pm INFO: PRICE: Free, $15 for grandstand seating METRO: Smithsonian



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