Word: foreheads
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...curtain went up. The stage was set to look heavily forested. Towards the front, at one end, sat four remarkably life-like mannequins. One of them was facing us--the father. He looked young, in his 20s or 30s, with short brown hair combed across his forehead. He was flanked on either side by young children, a boy and a girl, who looked up at him expectantly. Across from him, with her back to us, was a woman--the mother. We couldn't see her face, but her blonde hair was curled and set, and she sat with her back...
...exhibited by one of the killers. One bodyguard had managed to get out of the car and fire three shots at the terrorists-yet one of the killers was cool enough to take two to three seconds for careful aim before shooting the bodyguard in the center of his forehead...
...Thus the obstruction may be treatable only by a difficult bypass, diverting blood to the brain from outside the skull. For this procedure, Ausman and other neurosurgeons use part of the temporal artery, which ascends in front of the ear and then divides, one branch carrying blood to the forehead and the eye socket, the other to the scalp. First they cut and fold down a flap of scalp above the ear. In the process, they sever the artery and separate it from the scalp. (Other vessels supply blood to the region above the severed artery.) Next, they...
...first, there's just a thickening of the skin. Suddenly the gloves and shoes become hooves; a horn sprouts menacingly from the forehead. Finally, a few angry grunts...voila, a rhinoceros. Thus does Eugene Ionesco give birth to his favorite symbol of modern "bourgeois" man. When, in Rhinoceros, the creature starts multiplying into a nasty herd, you have the beginning of an ugly, conformist and "sloganized" society that has become the playwright's chief target for over two decades of political and theatrical writing...
...feet, his hands thrust to the ceiling. A devotee jumps from alongside the altar with a burning brass tin of ghee-soaked cotton. He dodges his fellow devotees, offering each the burning ghee, or clarified butter. Everyone passes his hand over the sweet smelling ghee and touches his forehead...