Word: bloomed
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Some of Cleveland's problems can be solved with additional state and federal funds, but recovering from the crisis in confidence presents the bigger challenge. Said one businessman: "When you start with great expectations and not much happens, the bloom is off the rose very quickly. Maybe it was all just a fairy tale." For Cleveland and Stokes, the "fairy tale" has ended...
...demand his love and understanding, which they will return interest. Indeed, they are so that eventually Martin apologizes them for his "piece on the side." make a long story unendurable, piece eventually takes up with brother, and Martin falls in with the doctor's half sister. Honor Klein Bloom), an exotic cabalist on the of Charles Addams' Morticia...
...principals of the picture are a cast but a miscast; Lee Remick is barely on speaking terms with her English accent, and Bloom's occultivated consists of stares loaded with blanks. Attenborough is an echo of the project: empty smugness, satisfaction without self. Only Ian Holm, as the passive hero, seems to grasp the thematic apperception: modern man and his society are in a schizoid clash where and brain, instinct and intellect, struggle for primacy. He alone defines ambiguity in the loftiest sense. Clement & Co. founder in the lowest...
...AMERICAN premiere of Bertolt Brecht's The Days of the Commune is tonight at Sanders, in Cambridge-our own feeble rival to Paris as the setting of the street-barricade species of political activism. One hundred years have passed since the Paris Commune was crushed; the event, a coarse bloom of indigenous French socialism, has been the horror of the bourgeoisie because of its bloodshed and its affronts to property and the delight of the Marxists for reasons roughly similar. Marxists do not relish violence per se, but there is no denying that French history furnishes the most spectacular...
...evening of this kind relies on a cultural remembrance of things past. Familiarity breeds content. Nonetheless, it is the singer who glorifies the song. Perhaps Siobhan McKenna's finest moments come in the two greatest Joyce monologues, "Anna Livia Plurabelle," from Finnegans Wake, and Molly Bloom's closing reverie from Ulysses. One is an ode to a river, the other to a woman. In Miss McKenna's delivery, the two are linked in a cascade of sounds and moods-drowsy, restless, tactile, sensuous-that, with a mounting lyrical intensity, evoke the eternal waters of life...