Word: kinds
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Sargent's skill that gets you (almost) every time. True-blue modernists liked to call it "empty virtuosity"--in their book, virtuosity itself smelled of emptiness anyway; works of art had to be gritty and sincere and full of doubt, in homage to Papa Cezanne. But some kinds of virtuosity are deliciously full; they are self-delighting in their reluctance to turn every stroke of paint into the residue of a moral struggle that may not have really happened; they make difficult performance look easy, and give weight to casualness. Sargent was that kind of painter, and it seems pointless...
...privilege of paying for help. I finally hung up in exasperation. Next night, same thing. The third night, I got someone right away. It was the help-line maitre d'. The wait, he said, "might be as long as an hour." It was two. "Is this some kind of record?" I exploded when at last a support guy answered. "Nope," he said with a chuckle. Two hours later, after taking me on a hellish tour of "msconfig"--an apparently pointless Windows 98 diagnostic tool--he admitted he couldn't fix the machine. He said I'd need to reinstall Windows...
...that the city's airport has been re-named the John F. Kennedy Jr.? Probably not, but we don't get much more than that in Futurama, the latest from Simpsons' creator Matt Groening. The show lacks the vision of The Simpsons, the snappy rhythm and the kind of far-reaching humor that keep it dizzyingly smart even after a decade on the air. Is there anything good to say about Futurama? Sure, it's better than Two Guys, a Girl and a Pizza...
...sell your album to Columbia, they say no, you put a single on the Internet, it becomes a big hit, and Columbia comes calling. Don't you kind of hate them...
...fixers did a really bad job. As the World Wrestling Federation has taught me, a good fixed fight starts with two guys yelling at each other and usually involves thrown chairs, a choke hold given by a guy outside the ring and, for reasons I don't understand but kind of enjoy, a screaming, scantily dressed woman...