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How Not to Be a Wimp

The ranting, foul-mouthed, hilarious star of this Rio De Janeiro cooking show promises to turn Brazil’s 98 pound weaklings into hulks like him. From Piaui, Joao Brizzi profiles rapper-bodybuilder-turned celebrity chef Leo Stronda:

The smell of caramelized sugar impregnated an office inside a mall in Barra da Tijuca neighborhood, in the West part of Rio. Inside the oven, a tray filled with sweet potato wedges was overcooking, spreading a flan-like aroma throughout the room.

Here, There are Rules for Singing Off-Key

Andres Sandoval/Piaui.

A sly snapshot of life behind the counter in a Rio de Janeiro karaoke stand, from Brazil’s magazine:

Maria Vilani Maia Fu is a short, pleasant 66-year-old lady, with generous cheeks and short hair. She is also the proud owner of what is, in her judgment, the second-best karaoke stand at Rio’s Saint Christopher’s Fair.

An Egypt Where Jews are Good, Islamists Bad, and Palestinians Don’t Exist

The most talked about Egyptian TV series this summer, a historical drama with Jews as the heroes: hard to imagine a fresher angle than that, right? But as Orient XXI’s Celine Lebrun writes here, Harat al-Yahoud, which explicitly exchanged as ‘bad guys’ Jews and Zionists for the Muslim Brothers, was transparent propaganda for the country’s new military rulers.

With sensationalist title, the subject of the TV series by Egyptian director Medhat el-Adl seemed a risky gamble for this summer’s Ramadan month season.

Smile! You’re on Kalashnikov Camera!

Soccer player Madjid Bougherra. Photo: Madjid Bougherra.

Hilarious fake airplane crashes, amusing mock decapitations and comical hijackings: This Ramadan TV season has seen TV viewers around the Arab world subjected to a particularly tasteless and unimaginative crop of hidden camera shows, writes Mustapha Benfodil in Algeria’s El Watan.

The hidden camera show “Hostages” hosted by Sofiane Dani and broadcasted during this Ramadan month on Echourouk TV is clearly missing its mark and turning into a fiasco, to judge from the huge wave of outrage that it has generated among viewers.

Mali: That Rap Music of Yours Has Simply Gone Too Far

Whiskey, fast cars, underground rap, and battling MCs versus a moralizing ‘conscious rap’ group and the rage of the state: Mali’s youth music scene erupted into a full moral panic in recent weeks, after one rap crew denounced the rest of Bamako’s rappers as a cesspool of moral corruption.

The group Sofas of the Republic on Monday organized a press conference.

A Quantum of Cumin

In France, a cooking show a la americaine has invaded the airwaves. Rue 89’s cooking aficionado Renee Greusard grits her teeth and watches the fresh vegetable jellos come out of the oven.

I love cooking. At the moment, instead of typing this article, I would much rather be at home baking some multicolored choux a la creme.

One Hundred Views of Diego Armando Maradona

The most famous goal in soccer history, 10.6 seconds of athletic genius that for millions of Argentines repaid in part the humiliation of recent defeat by England in the Falklands war.

Less than 11 seconds earlier, when the Argentine player took the pass from his teammate, the clock in Mexico read 12 minutes and 20 seconds past 1 o'clock in the afternoon.

In Buenos Aires, The Last Great Neoliberal Party

For this one night of the year, the routine of their lives is broken, social conventions upended, and many drugs are consumed. In Buenos Aires’ Anfibia magazine, Argentine sociologists pass the night with the young revelers at the annual Creamfields electronic music festival.

At three in the morning, 40,000 people raise their hands to sky in front of the main stage.

Only My Songs Will Speak For Me Now: El Indio Solari

Enigmatic, clandestine, El Indio Solari met in New York with a journalist from Orsai to give his last interview in print. “I don’t need the media anymore,” he says. This is the backstage of that historic chat, and a complete transcript of the interview with the legend of Argentine rock.

"I am a dead man walking," says El Indio, barefoot and smiling, barely opening the door to his room.

The Creatures from Korangi Creek

Still from Bandh Darwaza. Photo CC: Bandh Darwaza

The bottom feeders of the Bombay cinema scene in the 1980s were the Ramsay brothers, who made schlocky but profitable horror movies for unsophisticated rural audiences.A good-natured profile of the seven brothers who created Indian cinema’s horror genre.

While shooting their first horror film, the Ramsay Brothers accidentally dug up a body. "Half a body," says Tulsi Ramsay.

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