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...first noticed it when I went looking for my favorite lip gloss, which was in the jacket pocket," Marks said...
...more clichd and stale era of movie making . For example, Antoine Fuqua, directing a feature for the first time in The Replacement Killers (another Chow performance) had only commercial and music video directing credits before taking the helm of a full feature length film. The result was high-gloss and largely empty cinema, concentrating largely on impressive visuals but yielding flat and dull content -- which brings us to Andy Tennant. This is not his first film, and I dare say it won't be his last, but his previous efforts have been for the most part rather uninspiring. Ever After...
...their gloss and heft, the black-bound volumes assert more drastic espionage than they prove. Trumpeting the loss of all seven warhead designs, the report can document only the theft of unspecified eyes-only information about the top of the line, miniaturized nuclear warhead known as the W-88. A Chinese citizen handed over an official Beijing document marked SECRET to U.S. authorities in 1995, confirming the theft of W-88 information sometime between 1984 and 1992. But the CIA concluded the person who proffered the document was actually an agent for the Chinese government. That immediately raised suspicion among...
...goal is not so much to build one grand argument but rather, she says, to "make the books stories in their own right." Nevertheless, a feminist, anti-Freudian thread runs throughout her work. Unlike Bruno Bettelheim, whose classic work The Uses of Enchantment puts a Freudian gloss on fairy tales, Warner believes the stories "represent a way of thinking about problems, particularly family problems: intimacy, sexuality and practical areas like money, dowries, property and hierarchy--who has the power to free women from their poverty?" In her new book she examines the way fear and pleasure have become intertwined...
John Hollander does not move me. His poems are not verses that romance-filled 16-year-olds also reading The Bell Jar will dog-ear and gloss with pink pens. No "how-do-I-love-thees" cling to Hollander's pages like damp, juvenile kisses. Hollander's newest book of poetry, Figurehead, insulted my delicate romantic sensibilities at first with its apparent lack of poeticized emotion and what seemed overly intellectual, self-conscious and anal attention to grandiose metrical dexterity, complete with a hyper-inflated vocabulary that rivals Webster...