Word: alien
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Kohler: There's also the concept of going somewhere no one has ever been, that has been lost to mankind from the moment it slipped beneath the waves. You're constantly immersed - mind the pun - in this alien marine environment and you really never know what's going to quite literally come over your shoulder...
...young Newark, N.J., Jew heads off to college to grapple with the alien demands of the goyische world in this bizarre, flawed little book. Told in flat, uninflected prose--it reads like Portnoy's Complaint on sedatives--it's full of huge chunks of undigested philosophy and dialogue that could not possibly be spoken by a human being. It's hard to believe Roth used to be witty...
There is a dancing, dazzling siren seductress at the heart of this book and of all books like it, and it is not Sally (or Sybil or Sylvia) but madness itself. When Sally turns manic, it's as if some interstellar alien god is speaking through her, and you hang on to its every word. As a person, you want her to get better, but as a reader, you can't get enough of the crazy. ("Mania is a glutton for attention," says Dr. Lensing, Sally's gifted therapist. "It craves thrills, action, it wants to keep thriving, it will...
...might have seemed to be in luck: The wallet was found by an honest woman, who delivered it, with its contents intact, to a police station. Unfortunately for the young rikishi, as sumo wrestlers are known, the contents of his wallet included not only money and his alien registration card, but also a joint containing 0.368 grams of marijuana. On August 18, Wakanoho was arrested, and a search of his residence turned up a marijuana pipe. The sumo fraternity was scandalized by the first-ever arrest of one of its high-ranking number, and the 20-year-old Russian...
...fantasies, would bring along his action-film bona fides. Which he does. Also his impressive torso. One of the movie's few moments of relative repose is a long, loving shot of Statham exercising in his cell, the taut muscles of his upper back pulsing under his flesh like alien tumors. He certainly fits into the film's production design, in the New Brutalist style that borrows the grimy industrial look from Fight Club and rummages through Paul Greengrass' Bourne movies for the attention-deficit editing and ShakyCam dialogue scenes...