Word: cheeked
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...cast of winged mammals. Although compared to the wooden performances of Lou Diamond Phillips and Dina Meyer, the bats are surprisingly human. Bats is so painfully unaware of its own ridiculousness that it qualifies for a place in the annals of camp classics.Yet, there is nothing tongue-in-cheek about this film. It is marketed as a thriller, in the tradition of Hitchcock's classic The Birds. Bats totally lacks the sensitivity of Hitchcock's thriller. In fact, this movie makes one yearn for the emotional depth of Child's Play and the subtlety of Moe, Curly, Larry or even...
...People loved the novel because of its tongue-in-cheek, sarcastic candor and because of its simple acknowledgement of a world going mad. It was a wacky satire that sparred with issues of societal conformity and rampant consumerism. The movie takes the consumerism slant and clubs you over the head with it repeatedly--so repeatedly, in fact, that you lose sight of its importance. It takes the essential plot elements of the novel and blurs them together to create two hours of incoherent nonsense. In short, director Alan Rudolph's vision of Vonnegut's cynical tale boasts all the clarity...
...Adams House I knew I was in trouble. I could tell I needed a slicker, an umbrella, something and my traditional insurance--raingear in my backpack--had somehow been forgotten. The rain dripping down off my glasses and running in streams on my cheek, I gauged the remaining path and hoped for the best...
...know the story. It is written: Jesus whines his gentle jussive, dancing down the stage, to kiss the air by Judas' cheek, to limply shake Maria's hand. Unoffending, uninjured, undemanding, the actors lift him by hiccups into heaven on the cross. Jesus, son of God, gladly gives his life to purge us of our sins. We can all sing to this tune. We can all be uplifted. We can all expect the resurrection to take place before a short reception in the lobby. Christ the man killed, we celebrate Christ the lamb, nipping at his heels, holding...
...weeks later, the pain forgiven, my cheek peachy and clear, I'm back for more. This time Lancer zaps an ugly brown spot on my left cheek--the result of driving with the California sun constantly bombarding my face. (Seems my chic metal sunglasses had been channeling the sun onto one spot.) This time he uses a different, less powerful laser. Surprise--there's barely any pain! Within days there is also no sign of the stupid blotch that had been bothering me for years. I'm getting to like these lasers...