Word: endlessly
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...heads). While most of us college kids don't have time to think about the reason for the season--the true meaning of Christmas--we at Dartboard were recently forced to take up the burden of Christmas contemplation. Listening to the radio one day, having to (as always) endure endless ads, we were appalled by a Toys 'R' Us spot that caused us to hang our heads in disgust...
Charles Spencer should have been a Tudor. The members of that English royal dynasty, now extinct, excelled at passionate rhetoric, just like that provided by the earl in his unforgettable eulogy at the funeral of his sister Diana. The Tudors too were embroiled in endless marital controversies, though Spencer cannot end his with the finality available to Henry VIII--the thud of the headsman's ax. Still, one may wonder if Spencer was trying to display a similarly majestic, if less fatal, gesture--whether his righteous bombast against the media, delivered ostensibly to deify his sister, was not a self...
...problem is that it's difficult to maintain emotional identification with the main characters while we're having our minds and emotions numbed. For instance, the scenes of Max and Horst at work in the concentration camp--endless vistas of two ragged, small figures stumbling across the whiteness of stone or snow in their meaningless work--evoke echoes of the theatre of the absurd, of postmodern anguish a la Waiting for Godot. But it seems unclear why this effect is courted in the first place. The movie's ultimate aim appears to be a statement about the sublime aptitudes...
...only heightened my anxiety. I resented the hour-long trips to the clinic, followed by the hour-long waits for the needle, the stirrups, the insemination, any of which rarely took more than a few minutes. I hated being at the mercy of doctors, with their overbooked schedules and endless diagnostic tests, their pat expressions of sympathy and seeming incomprehension of what I was going through...
...life that can be made to look dashing--you know, the trench-coated stand-upper with the rubble of some dreadful, war-torn landscape stretching out behind the minor media star. It's also a life that can begin to seem feckless--you know, the endless trafficking in scenes of human misery that, no matter how widely they are broadcast, do nothing to halt the flow of tragedy...