Word: beneath
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...word invented in 1959, or did it just bloom into popular consciousness to describe the tone of the Rock Hudson--Doris Day comedy Pillow Talk? That film and its myriad spawn populated the screen with horny men in need of domesticating and bouncy career gals who wore chastity belts beneath their Jean Louis frocks. At a time when Hollywood could still only hint at promiscuity, these movies sublimated their animal urges in the classic farce techniques of innuendo and mistaken identity. If their winks were as subtle as the drop of an anvil, and if their nudges could break...
...that says nothing about the way the movie from time to time slams to a halt so that gnomic thoughts on what it may mean can be exchanged. In the end, beneath the philosophical tosh and the high-blown action, this movie is just good guys (and gals)--basically, terrifically buff liberal humanists--vs. bad guys, who are, yes, soulless machines, though very nicely dressed...
This time of year in Japan, sake drinking becomes a national pursuit. As the ubiquitous cherry blossoms briefly turn the country pink, clusters of friends and relatives converge to claim squares of picnic space beneath the trees. They admire the blooms, sing songs and devour delicacies, but mostly they get uproariously drunk on cup after cup of sake...
...Eliot Ness in The Untouchables, Stack was most impressive in seminal films by Ernst Lubitsch (To Be or Not to Be), Budd Boetticher (The Bullfighter and the Lady) and William Wellman (The High and the Mighty). His rugged looks and sermonizing voice made him a natural lead, but beneath this facade lay an edgy undertone of obsessiveness. Stack later appeared in Airplane! and, as host of Unsolved Mysteries, brought his sermon-on-the-mount voice to semi-plausible stories of missing persons and unquiet ghosts...
...mental engine onward through the formal ruse of argument. Our very ideas are bellicose, formed to know their enemies and seek to destroy them. Our delight is in the death-march of the argument over the novel notion, the heady idea: the sound of data crunching and uncertainty crushed beneath jackbooted convention. We drown the daisies in concrete and leave ourselves a toilsome ascent strewn with the rubble of our finest thoughts. And for what? At least Sisyphus realized when he was back at the bottom. We labor under the illusion that the ascent is never-ending...