Word: hating
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...hate it. I want it back on paper," Rachel S. Averbuck '97 said...
That word -- homophobia -- has always seemed a misnomer. Many people don't fear the gay culture; they simply and unapologetically hate it. The idea of same-sex sex gives them the creeps. They want homosexuals out of the barracks and boardrooms -- really, out of American life. In Hollywood, though, homophobia may be the mot juste. There is fear that a film with gays might not appeal to every possible moviegoer...
Given how well Wasserstein turns stereotypes inside out for the rest of her characters, it is disappointing that the daughter Tess is not more three-dimensional. Not only is Tess sick of England, she also wants to join the Lithuanian resistance; not only does she hate her mom's friends, she actually talks about how "bourgeois" it is to have a dinner party when people are starving. The inconsistencies in her character are blinding--she's planning to run away to Lithuania but is working on a summer project for school; she rails against her mother's lifestyle but, after...
...voice and the music is kind of spacy and movie--oriented, lots of percussion and reverb. A friend who has heard to this U2 says they sound a little like U2, especially the percussive guitar parts. One problem is their tendency to tell the story of the movie. I hate hearing people sing the plot to me. "In the name of the father and his wife the spirit/You said you did not they said you did it." Come on! Reminds me of that stupid Robin Williams movie where he plays a fireman who moves to Jamaica, and the theme song...
...prank could be traced to one pair of doors: one a dank red and the other proudly sporting purple and gold. The Crimson and Lampoon waged war on each other with fiery zeal. Thefts, kidnappings and public embarrassment were their tools in a bloody, century-old feud. The raw hate hovering in the atmosphere between Bow and Plympton streets made dogs howl and plants wither...