Word: husbanded
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...makeshift morgue. One worker at the tower, Robert Steele, 35, lost ten members of his family−four brothers, three uncles and three cousins. Friends and relatives consoled each other as Red Cross workers called out the victims' names. A young pregnant woman, waiting to identify her husband's body, sobbed on her mother's shoulder. At dusk, small groups of workers and relatives gathered solemnly outside the chain-link fence surrounding the piles of rubble at the tower's base. Near the tangled mass of steel stood a faded sign: MAKE SAFETY A BELL-RINGER...
...morning of September 21, 1976, Ronni Moffitt and her co-worker and husband, Michael Moffitt, drove Letelier's dust-blue Chevelle out to suburban Maryland to pick Letelier up for work. They had driven his car home the night before because their own car wouldn't start. The three left the Letelier home at 9:15 a.m.--Michael Moffitt in the back seat, his wife and Letelier in the front. Just as they passed the Chilean embassy in downtown Washington a bomb exploded in the car. Both Letelier and Ronni Moffitt died shortly after their arrival at the hospital; Michael...
Here's what happens. Dona Flor (Sonia Braga) is a lovely and virtuous young widow who marries a dull fellow, the local pharmacist (Mauro Mendonca). To her pretty confusion, the ghost of her randy first husband Vadinho (Jose Wilker) returns to torment her. He was a cad, a drunk and a gambler, who dropped dead from too much carnival carousing, and his only redeeming quality was that he was good at lovemaking. Death has not reformed him, and in his scapegrace way he tries to get her into bed. She is tempted, but refuses, saying that it would...
That night as she is in bed, making love rather absentmindedly to her live husband, an oaf who performs his marital duties like a man trying to park a bread van, the lecherous specter reappears to watch. The pharmacist can't see him, but Dona Flor can. Her consternation is splendid. As she rolls her eyes at him in anger and embarrassment, he sits cross-legged atop a large wardrobe chest beating time with his hands on his naked thighs and laughing like a demon...
There is no doubt about the outcome. Nor should there be: the diabolical first husband, the virtuous widow and the cloddish second husband have been dancing their dance in folk tales for thousands of years. The film's last shot is of people leaving church. Dona Flor is dressed in her best, and so is the pharmacist. Vadinho, his arm linked with Dona Flor's, is naked, and very pleased with himself...