Word: cluttering
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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WITH WIDE-RANGING and incisive comments on death, co-ops, language and television packed in into a General Hospital setting, it's clear that DeLillo has found another metaphor for attacking the metaphysical clutter of modern American life. From the mysterious link between football and nuclear war in End Zone, to the ennui of Star Wars style warfare in "Human Moments in World War III," DeLillo has proved himself to be the modern American master of fear and loathing...
...BRANSON, Missouri, my Grandpa and his pals used to head down every afternoon to the straightforwardly named Branson Cafe--another bygone champion of the Bottomless Mug. Amidst a clutter of ash trays and never-empty mugs, they'd toss around sly insults, last week's news, and raspy laughs. That place was their entertainment, their escape, and the Bottomless Mug was the basis of their circle...
...place of the empty slogans and insincere legends that used to clutter the clubhouse walls, a small portrait of the Super Bowl trophy was mounted this year in the entranceway. Two weeks ago, after they defeated the Bengals in Cincinnati, 34-3, the Browns players came into work and stopped. It was the same picture, except for one thing. It had grown to the size of a billboard...
...Ridder newspaper chains shut down a pair of failing videotext projects, for a combined loss of more than $80 million. "The odds are against Minitel," says James Holly, director of Times Mirror's electronic information services. "U.S. consumers are already overwhelmed by choices. Minitel would only add to the clutter." It appears that Americans are not about to join the Mayaux family anytime soon...
...scene both banal and grand: an intersection on the highway from Los Angeles to Las Vegas, the yellow highway line plunging out to meet the horizon under a great arch of pale blue sky, dry low brush and gray clay dust on either side, the foreground a clutter of desultory trash, beer cans, markers, a vivid yellow road sign. It is neither ugly nor beautiful, but Hockney has given it real intensity as an image. Partly this is due to the "texture" of the photographs, which, at this scale, work like brush marks. The sky, shingled with hundreds of prints...