Word: banalized
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...breathless as it used to be. His poll numbers have been static, with the important exception of Iowa, where he is creeping upward. His performances have been static too, nourishing but unexciting. He has been more herbivore than carnivore in debates. All of which occasioned that most banal of modern journalistic ceremonies in the days leading up to the Oct. 30 Democratic debate: a fevered, unsolicited-advice orgy. None of the advice was substantive, of course. It was all about tactics. He had to attack Hillary Clinton. He had to make his move or lose - which, given the tendency...
...even want to eat.” As with any love story, the ending makes or breaks all: Will they get together? It is here that Vargas Llosa’s train runs out of steam. For such an unconventional story with such unconventional characters, the ending is painfully banal: the bad girl returns to her schoolboy sweetheart. The bad girl-turned-good ending is wholly uncompelling. “At least admit I’ve given you the subject for a novel. Haven’t I, good boy?” Otilita tritely says...
...World. His first appearances in court are filled with flirtatious tension, mystery, and bravado, and Elizabeth becomes attracted to his otherworldliness to the point of envy. Yet Owen’s character quickly grows two-dimensional. Besides always presenting the same calm and manly front, Raleigh mechanically offers hopelessly banal pieces of advice to Elizabeth, like “We mortals have many weaknesses. We feel too much, hurt too much or too soon we die, but we do have the chance of love.” Even when Raleigh falls in love with Bess (Abbie Cornish), Elizabeth?...
...world filled with writers who write badly and stories that sell on shock value alone, there’s something satisfying about a book that manages to excel at both: butchering the English language while writing about a topic at once vulgar and banal. Hence my joy upon hearing of the release of “That Bitch: Protect Yourself Against Women with Malicious Intent,” a book that refers to the fairer sex as “domestic terrorists” or “Al’Qa’ida in high heels and lipsticks...
...from Queens, an African-American manager from Brooklyn-ethnic New York guys, outer-borough guys like me-the Mets began to hire some wonderful talent, and a sizzling crop of younger players suddenly materialized from the farm system. I found myself sucked into baseball fandom of the purest, most banal sort. I learned to love winning. I even expected them to win. Our playoff loss in 2006 to the St. Louis Cardinals was a fluke. Surely we would win this year. And we were winning-for the longest time. And then we were losing-spectacularly, with such garish determination that...