Word: hideous
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Hopes are that Harvard's history of humble hops off the ski jump will change with high-flyer Scott Woodward hurling himself toward Helios and the most distant hash marks. The hazel-haired Woodward hopes not to be handicapped by Harvard's hideous climatic habits through a combination of norther practice and hometown exercise on the Harvard team's hand-crafted roller jump...
...film and never wears a lab coat. Because she has a heart of gold and sleeps with the Doctor without making a big fuss, she gets her man. Dr. Frankenstein's fiancee is gorgeous, but a fastidious prude--until she falls madly in love with the monster. The monster, hideous and despised by human society, becomes a sex symbol. Peter Boyle, as the monster, has eyes that say everything. Madeline Kahn is so luscious in the role of the fiancee that she seems even sexier with two vertical white streaks in her hair as the Bride. The lab assistant, Teri...
...production without flourishes, largely without heights and depths. After a bumpy overture, the chorus of "gentlemen of Japan" appears on stage in hideous white makeup and nondescript floppy bathrobes. The one conceivable excuse for the makeup--trying to make everyone look alike in a "seen one Jap you've seen 'em all" kind of way--is hardly achieved and hardly worth trying for. But this is the kind of mistake that you can get used to in the course of a production. Worse is a lack of imagination in characterization, delivery, choreography, lighting and musical arrangement...
...just a violent attack to be feared from hostile strangers on the street, and to be guarded against by mace and midnight escorts. It is consistent with a pattern of behavior, beginning with the hundreds of "little rapes" that women face every day, and ending, in its most hideous form, with the actual physical violation...
...rarefied. He can imagine that he is walking up a village street from his house, for instance, to the post office, but he cannot then imagine himself turning around and facing the same street in the opposite direction. Rather than pivot easily on toe and heel, he must with hideous effort swing his entire dream street, post office, taxis, stray dogs and all, 180° around on the axis of his own mad self. Eventually, obsession invades reality. He walks to the end of a real village street, cannot turn, and falls in a paralytic fit. Thus does Nabokov poke...