By: Mimi Lipson

High Corman: pell-mell, hep, bizarrely hybridized.

By: Chris Lanier

Her world was patiently tattered, beautiful and useful.

By: Adam McGovern

The Satie of Soul saw no barricades from the heights he was on.

By: Tor Aarestad

He urged everyone to create, to engage, to act.

By: Brian Berger

For all his candor as a performer, he kept one thing from the public…

By: David Smay

His role as Harold made him an icon: flattened, but illuminated and sacred.

By: Greg Rowland

Nimoy vs. the Vulcan Sub-Presence Manifestation Utility.

By: Brian Berger

“All Lean’s movies are Life Epics, about individuals… and their dawning conscience.”

By: David Smay

A mischief maker who reinvented himself as a master of rue.

By: Deb Chachra

Her research bore fruit in a dozen mathematical fields.

By: Brian Berger

Harpo and Groucho needed an unflappable, ersatz Italian confidence man.

By: Mark Kingwell

Theorizing in a style that must be described as cheerful despair.

By: Mark Kingwell

His was the perfect physiognomy of doomed resistance.

By: Tim Carmody

“It is not at all with ideas that one makes poetry. It is with words.”

By: Tom Nealon

Coyote wearing a giant clock, Loki with a fried chicken franchise.