Word: fleshed
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...friend of hers was not so sure. "He wouldn't ever want to run for public office again," she said. "He should just lead a quiet life from now on." Four satin-shirted high school musicians played Hail to the Chief. Nixon plunged into the crowd, pressing flesh, absorbing adulation like a man breaking a long fast...
Carnal Knowledge-- Jack Nicholson and Ann Margaret go the way of all flesh in this bizarre and pointless chropnicle of developing sexual awareness. Art Garfunkel maundered his way through the film just like he's maundered his away through his recent songs while Ann Margret provides the jiggle interest. Nicholson is both effective and repulsive and the ending is a masterpiece of peverse nihilism. In short, an interesting waste...
...into a laurel tree to protect herself. The elements of that myth ? eroticism, physical change and an invocation of the antique past ? pervade Mary Frank's work as a whole. Bodies be come landscape, human anatomy wavers into that of animal or plant, and the structure of flesh undergoes a sort of fossilization. Her aim is to recomplicate sculpture: to make objects that cannot be taken in at a glance, that demand thought and gradual digestion...
...crowd of Vietnamese villagers watched as a rope was tied around his elbows and tightened with a foot jammed into his back. A ferret-faced man the P.O.W.s nicknamed "the Rodent," seized Day's right arm and twisted until the cracked bones broke through the flesh. The bone, gaping from Day's arm like a jagged tooth, remained untreated for four months-until Day's half-dead cellmate, Navy Lieut. Commander John McCain, another torture victim, regained consciousness sufficiently to fashion, out of his own bandages and a stray bamboo stick, a cast...
...flowed and the railway ran. The Japanese, on the far side of the river, habitually shelled this gap by day. The station at the break, where we spent the evening, stank of urine, stank of shit, stank of bodies. All around us were acres of huddled peasants, bundles of flesh lying in the cold on the ground, waiting for the next train to take them east, to the rear area and food. Babies cried; but no one paid any attention, even if a baby was crying in the arms of a lifeless woman lying on the ground. Soldiers patrolled...