Word: clingingly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Gnarled, green olive trees cling to the arid slopes while vineyards thrive in the valleys watered by the Jordan River. Donkeys and bony oxen pull ploughs to cultivate laboriously terraced hillsides where farmers for generations have carefully cleared away rocks from the sere soil. Yet television antennas sprout incongruously from the roofs of houses in Arab villages, while women in colorfully embroidered dresses still gather to wash and gossip at the central well. In Jewish settlements that dot the sun-drenched landscape, youths in jeans and yarmulkes dance the hora after school is let out. Their parents leave guns...
...terms with the awesome power of parents. In a remarkable new book, Oneness and Separateness, Psychologist Louise Kaplan, 48, offers a baby's-eye view of the child's struggle to become an individual. Behind that struggle, says Kaplan, are opposing needs of the child-to cling to mother and to strike out on its own. The child's solution to the dilemma will powerfully affect its adult attitudes toward love, initiative and trust...
...daring approaches. He pictures half a dozen hypocritical, middle-aged couples whose blandness is compounded by their own inability to realize how empty their lives are. Neatly dressed wives play the roles of busy do-gooders or plan out their husbands' careers, while their victimized spouses cling to a sense of intellectual superiority as their only source of satisfaction...
...hold that against it. It's Woody Allen's warmest, deepest, and funniest motion-picture, and better than that, it's a tantalizing promise of more to come from a brilliant writer/director. The story of Woody and Diane. Alvy and Annie, two absurd, lonely people who cling to each other because they're afraid no one else will really see how special they are. Some classic sequences: Keaton stuttering, giggling, gesticulating outside an indoor tennis stadium, slapping herself in frustration, dithering enchantingly; Allen grimacing in a movie-line at the inane, pretentious chatter of the man in back...
With regard to nakedness, Willa Kim's costumes may be the next better thing. They seem to seduce the bodies to which they so suggestively cling. Jules Fisher's lighting, like the hand of a master painter, seems to turn those same bod ies into efflorescent still lifes even when they are in dynamic motion...