Word: hellings
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...unintentional. Presidents Slobodan Milosevic of Serbia, Alija Izetbegovic of Bosnia and Herzegovina and Franjo Tudjman of Croatia are unlikely ever to be candidates for canonization. But they can at least avoid going down in history as the hobgoblins who condemned the Balkans to an endless immersion in hell if they agree on a way to end the bloodshed in Bosnia...
...same table who does not make a regular haunt of Fifth Avenue apartments. Uncharacteristically dressed in a suit, his beard a thinning shadow of its former self, Fidel Castro, 69, nibbled on gold-embossed cookies, told jokes and held forth on everything from elections to heaven and hell. High above Central Park, the absolute leader of Cuba was excellent company, if a little long-winded...
...hard to assimilate him. The Doom Generation is Araki's fifth feature, and his way of maturing is to get more ferocious, with a twisted smile on his face. The road-movie plot is similar to The Living End's: a dishy, disturbed guy hitches a ride and raises hell with guns and other toys. The troublemaker is Xavier Red (Johnathon Schaech)--call him X, as in sex--and when he hooks up with the rootless Amy (Rose McGowan) and Jordan (James Duval), severed heads and arms are strewn across the arid California landscape...
...three try every available erotic permutation--the movie isn't that heterosexual. But as in all Araki films, the true, unbreakable love match is between sex and death. Signs in discos and delis announce: WELCOME TO HELL, SHOPLIFTERS WILL BE EXECUTED, PREPARE FOR THE APOCALYPSE. And the magic number for everything (the price of a burger meal, the address of a motel, even Amy's cumulative SAT score) is 666, the mark of Satan in Revelation...
...burgerlich awfulness has its own flavor in Denmark. One of his best chapters has a dissolute theology student, who has been drinking, whoring and mocking his professors for several years, sneering as his negligee-clad girlfriend reads him a letter from home. "Your father is dead," she reports. "To hell with him," says he. Just then his mother's portrait falls off the wall to the floor. His shallow rebellion vanishes at this omen. He sinks to his knees, repents and returns home to preach hellfire to amazed and grateful peasants. If Dreams is regarded not as a novel...