Word: humanizes
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Instead, Everquest thrives on the relationships that develop among players, who talk via chat windows in one of the languages spoken by the game's 12 races (elf, gnome, human, etc.). Players attend concerts, auctions and weddings; bicker over everything from wolf meat to scimitars; and pool talents and resources to quest for distant treasures. "Stuff like that," says McQuaid, "is more binding than shooting your friend with a rocket launcher...
Summer movies mean movement: frantic, farcical, talking-car movement in Inspector Gadget (with Matthew Broderick as the patched-together robocop), or hip, Tim Burtonish bustle in the comic book-derived Mystery Men (with Ben Stiller, Hank Azaria and Janeane Garofalo as all-too-human superheroes). But even in the action films, expect muscles to give way to giggles...
What is there not to like about an evil genius with a taste for human sweetbreads and absolutely no morning-after guilt, or indigestion, about slaking his hunger? Particularly, it must be added, when such a monster is securely incarcerated in the dank basement of a Baltimore, Md., mental institution for the rest of his life...
...solo tour. Some of the songs--like the love-racked Path of Thorns, from her 1991 CD, Solace--acquire a spacious, cathedral-like grandeur when performed live with her solo piano. McLachlan's canvas has always been the lovelorn and the obsessed, and her palette, the primary colors of human passions. Mirrorball chronicles her gathering skill at capturing emotional truths. "Emotions are fabulous," McLachlan explains, relaxing in a Manhattan hotel room last week. "I love them because they feed you. You learn so much about yourself, whether you're in a deep sadness or extreme elation. I enjoy those kinds...
...singing, it's good enough, though no better than that. She sounds like a reasonably talented boy soprano who accidentally swallowed half a tab of human growth hormone. Alas, even the most mature-sounding teenage voices are too physically fragile to stand up to ruthless exploitation, and Church's is already afflicted with a wobbly vibrato that has TOO MUCH, TOO SOON stamped all over it. If she continues to pump it out night after night, the only place she'll be singing Cio-Cio-San is in the shower...