Word: glaring
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...tall funnels of the steamboats towering at the end of the main street... Everything is beautiful in this world of people." But, he typically added, one Paris laundress with bare arms "is worth it all for such a pronounced Parisian as I am." In any case the outdoor glare pained his weakening eyes, which is why all his paintings from New Orleans are either interiors or portraits. He never painted the black women whose appearance struck him so forcibly. He concentrated on his own relatives, especially Estelle Musson, Rene's blind wife, for whom he felt strong pity and sympathy...
...could the computer screen's cold glare ever replace a therapist's caring gaze? It may be hard to imagine, but for a growing number of people dissatisfied with traditional talk therapy, the convenience and anonymity of the Internet beat $100 sessions on the couch hands down. After all, if people are willing to bare their innermost feelings to a newfound love online, why not discuss deep-seated anxieties that way as well? Some 150 counselors listed on the website metanoia.org/imhs offer online therapy by videoconferencing, e-mail or live chat. Skeptics say the lack of nonverbal cues makes...
Enough of this age thing. What about the movie itself? Underneath the overpowering glare of the film's marquee stars lies a movie that's halfway decent, for what it is. For a spy thriller that's meant to keep you guessing until the last minute, it succeeds without the presence of an actual story. Though the plot is thin, the directing is striking, and the stars make up for the lack of substance. Admittedly, the film itself seems to be an excuse to showcase the talents of two of Hollywood's hottest players...
...awful lot of foreplanning going on. I mean, it was 5:30---5:30!---on a Monday---a Monday!---evening. And everyone---everyone!---I knew had dinner plans. They may not have been interesting ones, but they existed nonetheless. And me? I was sitting under the blaring glare of the Crimson's fluorescent lights, alone and hungry...
...ride back to civilization that never comes. Then a peddler appears. He tells Xiu Xiu that pretty girls like her are using their wiles with party officials to get sent back to the city. Why, he will put in a word to them. Dazzled by the glare of his promise in this long night of isolation, Xiu Xiu surrenders to him. And then to rougher strangers, all in the hope of getting a pass home. Without money or connections, she asks, "What's a girl to do?" The cute girl is a broken woman now, a soldier's trophy...