Word: eye
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...discs rendered in thick dabs of pure color. A recurrent image in the poetry of the pre war avantgarde, especially in Apollinaire's, was of a world revived, bathed, transformed by natural and artificial light. That was the essential subject of Delaunay's disc-paintings. An eye used to the targets and stripes of painting in the 1960s might seize on Delaunay's First Disc as a prophecy. But Delaunay's image was meant to be cosmic, its intentions mystical, and with its luminous feathery hues, First Disc radiates a subtle intensity of feeling that...
...interest of science. "Immortality," he cries. "Faust's dream!" Snauf copes by letting himself slip into sarcastic lunacy; when Hari jerks back to life in Kelvin's arms, he mutters "I can't stand all these resurrections." And the once zero-degree Kelvin gives himself over to his soulful-eyed dream woman like the agnostic who embraces religion, because only thus can he bear the pain of living day to day, can he get by. His women absorb his life, and Tarkovsky shows us why. Hari is haunting and vulnerable as she pleads for his love. And when Kelvin pictures...
...want to do on my days off is sleep," insists Actress Valerie Perrine, who has been performing her own stunts in a film about a female private eye. It is called Windfall, with the emphasis on fall: jumping from a burning helicopter, Perrine sprained her ankle; in another episode, she was thrown from a horse; on location at the Grand Canyon, she got a bad case of acrophobia and fainted. Fortunately, the perils of Perrine include a few scenes best done lying down. One of her favorites is a phony rape incident, staged to inspire a rescue by Co-Star...
...face and a hilarious mannerism of gargling his r's in words like 'warble' and 'warp.' Since Jaques not only is a malcontent but also enjoys parading his melancholia, he carries a little notebook and pencil in which to jot down cynical quips for future use. Another bull's-eye for Kerr...
...close competition which featured more of athletes psyching each other and themselves than actual leaping would have been a more effective cure for insomnia than a bottle of Nytol. Certainly, as the endless, often meaningless myriad of women's and men's track heats was paraded before me, the eye searched hopefully for a familiar face and the blue and red costumes with USA lettering on which to focus...