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...horrifically expensive--bright costumes, extensive audio-visual equipment (including a border of TVs that framed the set) and a pinball machine that whirled in mid-air before exploding all cost money. True, fancy props do not necessarily a great musical make (Disney's hackneyed and overpriced Beauty and The Beast: The Musical, for example.) But when combined with the already-dazzling score of Tommy, the effects of the original production truly were phenomal...
...Flynt yearns to protect President Clinton from an onslaught of sexual interrogations and allegations, than his "Report" is the least likely solution. Now that the impeachment beast has finally been put to rest, the "Flynt Report" will be a stick prodding Republicans to oppose President Clinton with even more partisan hatred. Perhaps if the "Report" had been published during the impeachment trial, it would have been more effective at illustrating the hypocrisy of certain Congressmen. But now that the trial is over and the verdict is in, our nation's bout with Sexual McCarthyism has come to a close...
...intelligent reader doubts that Frost had a dark side. Dread--of the "beast" waiting in night and cold, of Frost's forsaken conviction that "there is no oversight of human affairs"--gnaws at the edges of his work. Frost was not writing Hallmark cards...
...watchable, film faces. As a Paris fashion magnate who takes up with a bisexual stud (Vincent Martinez, purring his sullenness through a Joaquin Phoenix mouth), Huppert brings her appraising intelligence to a sugar-mommy role. She wants her young beau to be a gentleman at table and a beast in bed; often she stares at him as if he were under glass or in a cage. The movie asks, What would you pay for great sex? Your self-esteem? Not the great Huppert. This swank, thoughtful film gives full rein to that rare actress who, as tears stain her cheeks...
Joey Becker is very secretive. Considering some of the traumas she has endured, this is quite understandable. She is perhaps the most demure sensual beast ever to have graced the modern novel with her penchant for provocation. As the heroine of Sue Miller's newest novel, While I Was Gone, Jo faces a grave dilemma: how to reconcile her domesticated life as a 52-year-old mother, wife and veterinarian with her sensual fantasies and hippie past. She is fascinated by naked flesh, particularly that of her daughters, her husband and her bar-waitress friends. Unlike her loving husband Daniel...