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Unfortunately it is not. After a brisk 20 minutes, the movie loses its assurance and sense of purpose. Indeed, Jay Presson Allen's screenplay reels around like a drunken sailor. From moment to moment, Just Tell Me is a somber and confusingly plotted story of corporate power struggles, a syrupy account of a love triangle, and a sloppy satire of show business-rather like Lumet's Network. There are still some bright moments, but they are separated by flaccid, poorly connected scenes that go nowhere at great length...
...spark that ignited the New Mexico riot took place at about 2 a.m. on Saturday, Feb. 2, when two guards discovered two inmates in Dormitory E-2 drinking hooch they had brewed from fermented fruit. The drunken prisoners overpowered the guards and stormed down the corridor to the control center, a cluster of rooms in the middle of the prison. The inmates shattered 1½-in.-thick windows with clubs and, once inside, flicked open many of the switches that control the locks in the prison's ten dormitories and cell blocks...
...collisions with a couple of formidable and very amusing ladies, a mean, mean carnival motorcyclist (Catlin Adams), who beats him up, and a virtuous cosmetologist (Bernadette Peters), who plays cornet solos to express her love. He makes and loses a great pile of money, and eventually is rescued from drunken bumdom by his black parents, who are now rich from the money he has been sending home. The rube role works fairly well when Martin remembers to play a harmless nitwit of the Jerry Lewis variety. But that really is not his kind of humor. During most of this film...
...happy scene might be during the last act of [Wagner's] Meistersinger, laughing at Beckmesser, who is a comic character. Or, another one from Samson and Delilah, the Bacchanale scene which ends in Samson's knocking down the pillars, is a drunken orgy. You're supposed to be doing whatever you want, so you wander around and slap people on the shoulders in no apparent order onstage. I was talking to people and revelling and having a good time...
...time has come to borrow from other countries their versions of foods that seem traditionally American: the turkey, the yam, the potato, the pumpkin. For starters, how about pumpkin soup? Or bawd bree, the rich hare broth of Scotland? It might be followed by Colombia's pato borracho (drunken duckling) or Gaelic roastit bubblyjock wi' cheston crappin (roast turkey with chestnuts) and rumblede-thumps (creamed potatoes and cabbage). Dessert could be Mexican torta del cielo, or a rum-flavored nut tart from France, or Irish plum cake...