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...Lionni, they exist outside of time, "like a memory that has taken on actuality." These matterless, insubstantial greens, he notes, "though impervious to any violent acts of nature, disintegrate at the least contact with an object alien to their normal environment, dissolving into dust and leaving only a chemically inert white powder." Spotting the organisms, which fall into two basic groups, tests faculties of the most accomplished observers. "Those of the first group are directly discernible by the senses and indirectly by instruments," explains Lionni, "while those of the second, far more mysterious and elusive, come to our knowledge only...
...punishes her by sodomizing her. During the punishment, they realize that their daughter has been watching. They talk about it complacently. They talk about everything complacently, too bored to even acknowledge their anguish. They try to relieve the tedium with new positions in bed. But the husband remains inert. "If we were rich. I'd pay to get it," his wife tell him without expression. "But we're not," he replies. She mutters dully: "We're sure...
Water. Shapeless in itself, it can take MI multitudinous shapes. Colorless in itself, it can produce iridescences beyond any artist's palette. Soundless and inert in itself, it can in action induce a sense of rushing speed and frenetic energy; in tranquillity, a sense of meditative peace. In the most bleak of concrete jungles, water is a hope and a memory, a green thought in an ungreen shade...
Most of the 17 pices in the exhibit use some sort of glass rod filled with one of the "noble gasses" (you remember from chemistry: that's helium, argon, neon etc.). The chemistry teacher always called those the "inert" gasses, but Sina uses electronics to make the gas-filled rods move in all sorts of interesting ways...
...meditation peopled by Fellini's patented galleries of grotesques -hunchbacks, dwarfs, crazed aristocrats, a giant strong woman in a circus and a particularly loony occultist (Cicely Browne). But the presentation of most of these figures is so inert that they constitute a series of waxworks, tableaux morts. The film's only burst of real energy, a tumultuous Venetian festival at the beginning, is quickly dissipated. Its loveliest image is completely gratuitous: the candle-laden chandeliers of a theater are lowered to the floor and extinguished by footmen wielding long fans...