Word: dazzlers
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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RUBEN BLADES: NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH (Elektra). The Panamanian sensation's first all-English album is a stone dazzler. A bold, totally successful mix of Latin pop, jazz, rock, doo-wop and unflung street passion...
...failings are drawn with a compassion that makes the author's moral tickling tolerable. At 36, Wilson already has a formidable literary career. He peoples his little worlds lavishly, and his characters are the creations of an exceptionally alert and abundant mind. The Healing Art (1980) was an early dazzler, trenchant but somewhat raveled. Wise Virgin (1982) was perhaps his best-constructed novel. Now, in Love Unknown, his balance and his bravura have meshed...
...emblematic of this never-never year that the movies were upstaged not by stars like the newly slender Robert De Niro, the long-haired Mel Gibson or the wasp-waisted (and pathologically tardy) Elizabeth Taylor, but by that Ruritanian dazzler Princess Diana (called "Lay-dee Dee" by the French), escorted by her Prince. Yet even the royals could not dodge the toxic waft of melancholy. On the day of their visit, French TV announced the death of Rita Hayworth, whose signature film Gilda had played at Cannes' first postwar festival, in 1946. The news was a poignant reminder that...
...people consider the commercial a dazzler and the use of the Beatles a clear coup. "It's an interesting development," comments Stephen Novick, a production director at Grey Advertising, "and a very, very powerful tool." Others express some doubts. John Doig, a creative director at Manhattan's Ogilvy & Mather, remembers the days of anti-Viet Nam demonstrations with "bloody police truncheons coming down and Revolution playing in the background. What that song is saying is a damned sight more important than flogging running shoes." "Music is replete with the meaning of the time," reflects Marshall Blonsky, a professor of semiotics...
...every time it passes a new one, to make room. Ordinary stuff is Rooney's beat, with no verbal slickery: how doctors can do a heart bypass but not cure a 101 degrees fever, and why do clothing manufacturers put all those pins in new shirts? There is no dazzler at the end; he just stops talking, smiles and waves. The reader is warmed by the happy illusion that he himself could have said all that stuff. Rooney a celebrity? Come on, he's got lint in his pockets just like everyone else...