Word: glares
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...heard round the world will become lost in the tumult of cats speeding by as housewives do their week's shopping and couples go to the movies. The gleam from the lanterns, terrestial if one and aquatic if two, will pale in the neon of shop displays and the glare of crime lights. The trotting of the horse on its way to alert the militia-men loses its way in the labyrinthine confusion of modern urban streets. At a time when the Tea Party becomes a subject for T-shirts and when drinking mugs are emblazoned with the faces...
...return convoy of empty trucks, Lambrettas and Citroëns going back to Hué for more refugees (and more business) was halted for an hour as the refugees descended through the pass. Drivers stretched out on straw mats on the asphalt, eating bowls of rice in the glare of their own headlights. Beside the road, some families who had walked the 45 kilometers from Phu Lap sat on straw mats around a single, thick red temple candle. A small kettle sat atop a tiny clump of burning sticks, boiling water for tea. But they had had no food...
...sought to immortalize his passion for Otoko. The novel was a work of love, and an immediate success. The book had made his career, had meant luxuries for the family and education for his children; but it nearly destroyed his marriage and later cast Otoko into the harsh glare of public curiosity...
Shannon Hall is tucked behind Vanserg which is hidden in back of the Biological Labs. It's a long walk to Shannon from almost any other part of the University. The ground floor of the building is one large, cold room made colder by the glare of fluorescent lighting. Inside, stage flats, the pine skeletons of platforms, plastic jugs of Elmer's Glue-All and piles of dingy muslin are stacked along several walls. An old upright piano, its guts exposed, has been pushed over to one corner. Grade school desks with writing arms and stenciled numbers on the backs...
...sense of how people miss each other's intentions, of how conflicts--and even the most brutal emotional cruelty--is often no one's fault. It takes the most indefatigable kind of strength--like what grows into Alice--to do something about this. All filmed in the instant consumer glare of Tucson, Phoenix, Johnny Carson and potato chips. At the Beacon Hill, with a pretty but stony Kris Kristofferson--if he hadn't written "Me and Bobby McGee." I'd never forgive him, because he damn near ruins this movie...