Word: glazes
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...deserted. Suddenly Seymour Slive, the museum's new director, throws himself into an exhibit just hung for a course in 18th-century French art. He stalks backwards, arms out-flung, palms raised, beckoning. "Look at this picture," he commands, his bulging, saucer eyes electric under the flu's rheumy glaze. "It's a wreck, a total wreck. But I think some of its qualities can still be appreciated, that I can help in our teaching." Slive is right. The canvas is a patchwork of flaking paint, but it's still--well--pleasing...
...made Performance, and who makes this picture so taut with surface brilliance that it's one of the most stunning visual experiences around--reality has shifted quietly into upside down by the time you leave the theatre People argue a lot about whether there's anything beneath the glaze, but the story in amazing and the ending is right up there with Well Until Dark for hop-out-of your beat cardiac arrests...
...crowned with shiny lengths of copper pipe and arcs of lavender plastic tubing. They bristle with brass nozzles and colored buttons and toggle switches. Overlaid on their basic gray-green, Boston beanpot color are gleaming red and blue zigzags, rows of tiny gold stars, and a gaudy, iridescent rainbow glaze. They have no discernible source of power and no visible moving parts, though at least one of them (The Rippe 1921 Virgin Gas Engine) is said to run on faith. The inventor, in a burst of Yankee practicality, foresaw the need for an alternative source of power. Another...
...other and more serious complaint is that even the most vivid scenes are varnished over with a mournful brown glaze, which has the unfortunate effect of denying the reader his own clear view and his own sense of loss...
...characters, he nowhere descends to type. The various slaves and Frenchmen are distinct individuals as well as symbols; a major reason for the purity of Solitude's anger is her heritage, developed beyond that of most other slaves. The fantasies of slave-owners are indictment enough without the glaze of the author's own rancor, and one of the oppressors is almost sympathetic, with strong psychological motivations for his actions as a slave-owner (his father had been a white slave), and an occasional charitable impulse. Schwarz-Bart indicts the stupid, parasitic values of a colonial culture...