Word: flawlessness
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...level, focusing on Underwood’s voice might make sense, as she is a technically flawless natural, as effortless a female singer as any in a genre which has a richer tradition of great female vocalists than any other. As her eponymous 2005 debut and 2007’s “Carnival Ride” showed, she can sing country—and ballads in particular—with verve and gusto. But on those albums she sang the songs; here, she overpowers them, such as they are, with pyrotechnics. The result is impressive, perhaps, but certainly...
...Benz), a sassy southerner who stalks the city in Christian Louboutin stilettos and keeps her gun in a leather holster draped about her svelte waistline. Sharing her mentor’s clairvoyant crime detection abilities, she manages to simultaneously anger and entice her male coworkers while conjuring up nearly flawless crime scene assessments, recreating Dafoe’s investigative astral projection scenes from the first “Boondock Saints.” Benz—notable for her role in the 2008 remake of another cult classic, “Rambo”—gracefully mimes...
...cast of “Semele,” remarkably, is without a single weak link. Each member displays a mastery of his or her part, with almost flawless singing and acting. This is even more to their credit in light of the diversity of experience levels throughout, from debuting actress Guarino in a stand-out performance, to operatic veterans such as Gerlach and Taylor...
...listener. On “She Wolf,” her hair is Brigitte Bardot, all tousled and blonde, spilling over deeply smoked eyes. The lips are an unsubtle fuchsia, slightly parted as though in invitation. Her bodice dips low and reveals flesh that is too glowing and flawless not to be heavily airbrushed. The image is easy on the ojos, to be sure, but also too easy artistically. There was something poetic about the imperfect image on “¿Dónde Están los Ladrones?”, to go along with the suffering...
...night went much better than I expected. While the video looked flawless, my daughters quickly lost interest in thirtysomething's nattering, self-obsessed yuppies and started to think about other tricks the Optoma could perform. Soon we had YouTube up there, and at about the time my beloved slunk off to bed, I screened my idea of a family movie: The Big Lebowski. Even Otto woke up for that...