Word: disbelief
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...took place a few weeks ago when I spotted a man in Harvard Square wearing a tee-shirt with the Chilean flag and the words: "Chile libre." I walked up to him and struck up a conversation. When he learned that I favored the junta, he turned purple with disbelief and screamed: "Man, your head is full of shit, you fascist pig!" After this experience and some other futile attempts to convince people of the justification for the military coup, I made some cynical conclusions about Harvard's "open-mindedness" and decided that the safest course of action...
...most that ever happens in a theater, something that happens so infrequently in Broadway hits that it is always to be encouraged: Carried away by the eloquence of a speech, the virtuosity of an actor and the logic of a situation, the audience not only suspends its disbelief but the whole set of daily values it lives by and, for the moment, accepts alien ones. Equus isn't meant as an incitement to madness, but as a reminder that things are more complicated than our habits would seem to show we think them. After all, we don't really want...
...Igor (Marty Feldman), a hunchbacked servant with a movable hump and askew eyes, and conducted to mist-shrouded Castle Frankenstein. Soon he stumbles on Victor's secret experimental notes, bound in handsome leather and stamped HOW I DID IT. "What a fruitcake!" young Frankstein cries out in disbelief. He is quickly seduced, though, by the siren call of Victor's madness and is soon trying to reproduce the experiments. He is aided by a shapely but vacant assistant called Inga (Teri Garr) and by the stainless-steel housekeeper Frau Blucher, played by Cloris Leachman, who does a skillful...
Whether Holmes ever lived outside Watson's cranium is doubtful, especially as this bizarre tale of The Seven-Per-Cent Solution overtaxes the reader's suspension of disbelief. Apparently Watson lay in the fell grasp of senility when he delivered this blithering monologue to a secretary in an old-age home, and Nicholas Meyer distilled...
...slightly: he was a friend of a friend, a teacher, an employer or a neighbor. The women who were hitchhiking were where the men who picked them up thought "they did not belong," hence fair game. The women raped by acquaintances had been manuevered, by aid of their disbelief of intentions, into a situation where either physically, emotionally or socially they could not extricate themselves...