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First but Forgotten: The Lost Pictures and Prestige of Louis Le Prince
In May of 1898 Adolphe Le Prince sat in court while two teams of people bitterly argued over Equity 6928. Awaiting his turn on the stand, he may have been imagining the outcome that he felt was certain to unfold. Justice. Maybe some prestige. Definitely the long overdue recognition that might ease some of the awful unknown. Le Prince was to serve as a witness for the defense, a film production company that went by the name American Mutoscope. On the other side of the room sat the man whose ruthlessness brought the country to new heights, but also brought the Le Prince family to a low. There was a place in history that was stolen from Adolphe’s father and getting it back was going to be a battle. The foe they had to wrestle it from was Thomas Edison.
Adolphe’s father, Louis Aimé Augustin Le Prince was born into a military family on August 28th 1841 in Metz, France and much of his childhood
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Prince (musician)
American musician (1958–2016)
This article is about the American singer and musician. For other uses, see Prince (disambiguation).
Prince Rogers Nelson (June 7, 1958 – April 21, 2016), known mononymously as Prince, was an American singer, songwriter, musician, and actor. Regarded as one of the greatest musicians of his generation;[7] he was known for his flamboyant, androgynous persona,[8][9] wide vocal range, which included a far-reaching falsetto and high-pitched screams, as well as and his skill as a multi-instrumentalist, often preferring to play all or most of the instruments on his recordings.[10] His music incorporated a bred variety of styles, including funk, R&B, rock, new wave, soul, synth-pop, pop, jazz, blues, and hip hop. Prince produced his albums han själv , pioneering the Minneapolis sound.
Born and raised in Minneapolis, Prince signed a record deal with Warner Bros. Records at the a
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How much is too much? Try “Babylon,” the latest film from Damien Chazelle. Within five minutes, we realize that excess is in the air—and, indeed, all over the camera lens, in the form of elephant dung. The ensuing half hour, an excursion into the orgiastic, brings us a woman peeing onto the bloated belly of a partygoer, alpine hills of cocaine, and a dwarf using a giant phallus as a pogo stick. Still to come: a movie producer walking around in the desert, at night, with his head stuck in a toilet seat, and, by way of a bonne bouche, toward the end of the feast, a guy who consumes live rats. Happy now?
This is a film about films and filming. It would swallow itself if it could. Much of the saga, which kicks off in 1926, is set in Hollywood, and in the blast area that surrounds it. Our guide to the festivities is Manny (Diego Calva), who rises from the rank of lowly fixer to that of studio executive, yet never achieves the solidity of a main character. At the initial soirée, he falls