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...precision playing, they are passionate. His slow tempos, like Liszt's, are funereal; each note seems weighted. He repeats at will sections that he finds lyrical. When he is loud, he is very, very loud, and often the great rushes of sound are overpedaled into a blur...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Nine Wives and 700 Works Later | 5/29/1978 | See Source »

...able to make you see it quite that way. But listen to his night shade music enough, and if distinctions do not actually start to disintegrate and boundaries blur, you will at least know there is one mean street where such things happen. And you will have a taste of what it is like to live there...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Lou Reed's Nightshade Carnival | 4/24/1978 | See Source »

Watching the film is often like staring at a confounding blur: Pretty Baby's narrative often seems to be languishing somewhere in the film's hazy background. That's a shame, because the screenplay is built around an exciting idea. Malle and Scenarist Polly Platt have hypothesized a romance-and eventual marriage-between Heroine Violet (Brooke Shields) and E.J. Bellocq (Keith Carradine), the legendary photographer of Storyville's glory days. This couple's bizarre March-December affair, like the equally promising relationship between Violet and her prostitute mother (Susan Sarandon), is described only intermittently. Instead...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: A Child's Garden of Sin | 4/10/1978 | See Source »

Because the F-16 is so quick, a pilot swooping down to shoot up a column of trucks is apt to see a brown blur as he races over the ground. So, for strafing runs, there is a computerized control system that will hold the F-16 on target as its guns fire away, 6,000 rounds a minute...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World: War at 33 Miles a Minute | 2/27/1978 | See Source »

...sabre fencers (no lights with this weapon) rush together, blades wavering threateningly above their heads. A blur of frenzied combat is followed by the familiar "halt" from the director, who supports his chin with the palm of his hand as he tries to reconstruct what happened in his mind. His pondering is interrupted by a fierce cry of "I'm waiting" from an Army assistant coach bearing down on the director with an intimidating stare. The director as much as turning his head in the direction of the shout calls "no touch" and restarts the bout. The Army coach...

Author: By Stephen A. Herzenberg, | Title: Directing the Director | 1/27/1978 | See Source »

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