Word: gleaming
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...fading of this mythology is the result of Americans' gradual realization that science and technology's dreamy wonders sometimes turn out to be nightmarish blunders. Detergents that make dishes gleam may kill rivers. Dyes that prettify the food may cause cancer. Pills that make sex safe may dangerously complicate health. DDT, cyclamates, thalidomide and estrogen are but a few of the mixed blessings that, all together, have taught the layman a singular lesson: the promising fruits of science and technology often come with hidden worms...
...Manhattan skyline, but the neighbors are a little strange. When she drops in for tea with the lesbians downstairs (Sylvia Miles and Beverly D'An-gelo), one of them masturbates in front of her. Fey old Burgess Meredith, who has a fixation on his cat and an unearthly gleam in his eye, drags her upstairs to a spooky party. At night somebody overhead stamps and clanks until Raines' chandeliers sway like a leftover set from The Exorcist. But then, what did she expect for $400 a month...
...course, is the golden mask that covered Tutankhamun's mummified head. Though every bit as cool and haughty as one would expect of an art that above all aimed to celebrate majesty and death, it is far from a resplendent cliché. The mask's burnished golden gleam and shadow evoke a bursting inner vitality that emphatically defies mortality...
...feminism is unhappily reflected in her style, which might charitably be called uneven; that is, it goes from bad to worse. Gray is by turns breathy and didactic. The effect of an occasional lovely image is immediately obliterated by platitudes. The light in northern France is like "the gleam on a pear," but Gray can't just leave it at that: "all seems spun in webs of fragile silver," and on and on. Lovers and Tyrants is relentlessly overwritten; Gray leaves no noun unmodified in her search to recapture the past. She never settles for one evocative detail when...
...Black Mountain, N.C., where some friends of mine lived, a note which said "We've gone to Sliding Rock. Come!" with directions. Those directions had ended me up in this pick-up, and just around the corner was "my river," where Sliding Rock was. I had seen the gleam of contentment on the faces of those who knew about Sliding Rock before--to people who live in the mountains the Rock is what a mud slide is to otters, a day's worth of ecstasy...