Word: hefted
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California may be the land of health and fitness, but even the well-toned gods and goddesses of the Golden State are respectful when they heft the Sunday edition of the Los Angeles Times. Swathed in plastic or tied with string, the paper contains an average of 444 ad- and information-packed pages, and most weeks weighs in at more than 4 lbs. On April 7 readers unfurled their papers to find a handsome addition: a redesigned, upscale Sunday magazine bursting with national ads and feature-length stories calculated to showcase the best of the Times's 900 editors, reporters...
JESUS JONES: LIQUIDIZER (SBK). Lots of electronic sampling here, and some fat- bottom rhythm, but this London-based band is no simple dance monster. Its social message has heft, its lyrics spirit. "Don't you know happy is never enough?" is guaranteed never to be heard on the sound track of thirtysomething...
...Jays struggle to realize their vaunted potential and atone for a notorious swoon three years ago, when they lost a 3 1/2-game lead in the final week. Such a hex would be no burden to Toronto's rivals, the Boston Red Sox, who groan under a curse of mythological heft. The Sox, as their minions are ever mindful, have gone 72 years without winning a World Series. At Fenway Park, a fan holds up a sign with nothing but the reproachful date...
...what words! In this era of postverbal cinema, Postcards proves that movie dialogue can still carry the sting, heft and meaning of the finest old romantic comedy. Suzanne is ever crouching, like a stubborn, frightened child, behind the wall of her ironizing humor. As a coke-carrying member of the sensation generation, for whom "instant gratification takes too long," she is impatient with her wit; too easily she can turn a kind thought against itself. Just as easily, she has turned her life into a sad joke, blowing lines on the set and nearly dying from an overdose...
BLACK AND BLUE. Tony winner Ruth Brown seemed irreplaceable as the comic heft of this gorgeous Broadway review, but LaVern Baker (also heard on the Dick Tracy score) gets the same laughs and is, if anything, torchier. In other regards this celebration of blues song and tap dance is better than ever: the all-black cast has infused a newfound Harlem funk into the Busby Berkeleyesque glamour...