Word: lair
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...though as an English teacher, not a bar girl. Then she entered the graduate writing program at Manchester University, where she evidently studied a bit too hard. Time doesn't just pass in Sayonara Bar, it "drips on like a festering stalactite." As Watanabe cowers outside a gangster's lair where Mary lies drugged and in peril after one more betrayal, a rat scurries past "with the paws of its offspring dangling from its mouth." But often she gets it right. In a bar full of devil worshippers, Watanabe muses on their devalued idol: "Reduced to a netherworldly C-lister...
...thought there was nothing beneath your feet but miles of forbidden tunnels and Larry Summers’ secret lair. Not if you’re standing in Warren House, which once served as the Cambridge stop on the Underground Railroad...
...casting virtual unknowns, its $80 million budget puts it between Alien vs. Predator and The Incredibles. An ensemble of 100-plus sings and dances through Schumacher's enormous, immaculately designed soundstages. In addition to the roof set, where stone gargoyles gaze down malevolently, there's the Phantom's Lair - a dark catacomb where the deformed genius composes on his grand piano to the steady accompaniment of water dripping into a stagnant, green pond. The space, illuminated by hundreds of candles, was so humid that Butler compares it to an enormous microwave. "I wear prosthetics on my face, which melt...
...gunfight, along with one hostage, 32-year-old engineer Wang Peng, who died of gunshot wounds. His fellow captive Wang Ende, 49, was rescued alive. Meanwhile, Mesud was several kilometers away, in touch with his men via radio. Before he escaped the area, Mesud told journalists invited to his lair: "We will fight America and its allies until...
After Henry’s sudden death, however, the three remaining generations of Lair men (including Jason’s son Zach, played precociously by Jonah Bobo) embark on a macabre scavenger hunt to fulfill the seemingly arbitrary ash-scattering commands of Henry’s will. Their rusting VW bus barrels across the kaleidoscopic mesascapes of the Southwestern U.S., a sensitive narrative unfolding like the detailed notes they must open at each Kentucky Fried Chicken they visit...