Word: anguishingly
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...could probably strike dramatic lightning from a recitation of tide tables. Having tea at the zoo, she quietly distills despair while a prurient cuckold (James Mason) spews ugly revelations about her husband and his wife. Cornered under a hair dryer at a beauty salon, she blanches, feeling her own anguish cruelly parodied in a chance conversation with a venomous, cast-off drudge. And her spectacular scenes with Finch, pitched against the din of a more or less anonymous army of progeny, are a litany of love, hate, lies, jealousy and excruciating domestic boredom...
...demand for higher education rises faster than schools can supply it, the college applicant's Anguish Quotient keeps climbing too. "Who gets into college, and where, is a national dilemma that has much of America close to an epileptic fit," says Tufts University Dean of Admissions John C. Palmer, guidance committee chairman of the mighty College Entrance Board. An immediate cure for the problem is clearly impossible, but a variety of useful antidotes that offer quick partial relief have come on the market...
Clad in brown, gold, red and white tights, the dancers moved across a starkly lit stage that was virtually bare of scenery. In the first movement they awaken timidly from fetal positions, groping skittishly through the anguish of birth and early life. The playfully exuberant dancing in the scherzo abruptly shifts to an anti-racist theme in the third movement, in which racially mixed couples court and embrace, reject and reconcile. In the triumphant final movement, the entire troupe joyously marches and swirls about the stage while the chorus sings "Alle Menschen werden Brüder [All men become brothers...
...Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of God And tasted the eternal joys of heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells, In being depriv'd of everlasting bliss? As Faustus is dragged into the flame-red torture pit, he recognizes a more searing anguish than fire-eternal exile from...
Otherwise, Lovely War might have been merely an arid anti-war tract. At first, the flip, saucy cast seems bent only on deriding the crippled bodies, the eroding corpses, the eyes of anguish that stare from still shots on the drop screen with enormous dramatic pathos. But by a subtle transference, the men on the stage become the suffering men on the screen, and their bitter jests testify to the resilience of man, a creature who laughs in order to endure the unendurable...