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...terrorists when an earthquake struck. Television sets, some dead and most of the others crying out for intensive care, are scattered everywhere, along with packing crates and snaking piles of electronic debris. Paik, a short, roundish man with close-cropped black hair, pads in his slippers through the clutter, happily and completely at home...
Also, by today, every suite is scheduled to have a new plastic trough screwed on the front door to receive Harvard Student Agencies advertisements, flyers, newspapers and other material that clutter up Kirkland's corridors...
Above all, he brought to it a renewed sense of design. Caravaggio's work moves from clutter toward the irreducible: tracing their signs for energy and pathos in the dark, his bodies acquire a formidable power of structure. Sometimes it is very clear; the figure of David holding up the head of Goliath (the Goliath is a self-portrait, a striking rehabilitation of a "monster" as heroic victim) has the abruptness of an ideogram. Elsewhere it is subtler: the geometry of his Saint Catherine consists of two triangles, one formed by the saint's gleaming upper body and dark skirt...
...played by John Lynch) is an unemployed, listless adolescent who lives with his father--the only Catholics remaining on an all, Protestant housing estate. Pro-British regalia clutter the place in a display of fierce loyalty. Threats on their lives, their house, their dignity, abound. Father (played by Donal McCann) and son are movingly bound by fear, whispering in their own house. They live on the edge, vulnerable yet resilient, caught up inextricably in Ulster's tangled animosities. "No Protestant git's going to drive me out; y'have to kill me first." The father's defiance is juxtaposed against...
...level servants. It was intended to ensure that those who participated in this festival of running and jumping were the sons and daughters of gentlefolk. Other Olympic ideals had more substance, and these endure. But the old leisure-class amateurism is dead. Not buried, unfortunately, because its rules still clutter the Olympic Games, getting in the way of sportsmen trying to make an honest living; just utterly and irredeemably dead...