Word: junked
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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While NBC does not "trivialize" the Holocaust, the commercial medium as usual supplies staggering irony: love, hate, life and death, v. body odor, heartburn, junk food and spray starch...
...magazines-about 300 a year-are popping out all over the place, and many of the old ones are getting face lifts. Business is good for them now that network advertising costs so much, is seen amidst a clutter of other ads, and intersperses so much junk viewing. This doesn't mean that print is always loftier-one of the new publishing successes is Soap Opera Digest...
...moviemaking is without dynamics. Vague and distant, it offers a succession of clichés instead of a concrete sense of the class or the lives the film is pretending to examine. About all that can be said for "F.I.S.T." is that it does for the employees what junk like The Betsy did for the employers: trash their history and deny them the dignity that is implicit in being treated thoughtfully. Even-maybe especially-Jimmy Hoffa deserves better than to be shredded and reprocessed as a character in an unanimated pop fable...
...aviator jackets and miniskirts, equipped with flick knife and carbine: young bourgeois clones of affectless violence, Black Shirt, S.L.A. or Brigata Rossa. It is an uncannily predictive drawing. "The Mickey Mouse face," Steinberg remarks, "is sexless, neither black nor white, without character or age: for me it represents the junk-food people, the spoilt young ones who have all their experiences, inferior as they are, handed to them on a plate." An encyclopedic disgust pervades these drawings. But it is not a common emotion in Steinberg's work. In general, he is a paragon of detachment...
Blankets are strung across one end of the room to keep precious Nitaku balls from being lost under piles of junk and eaten by God-knows-what. The lighting is so poor that Harvard's team could only gain a competitive advantage if a tournament was held in the dark...