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...almost perfect specimen of the genus 'peach,'" says dashing reprobate Rowley Flint (Sean Penn) to the truly peachy Mary Pantin (Kristin Scott Thomas) in this stilted version of a Somerset Maugham trifle about the moneyed class inconvenienced by lust and Fascism in 1938 Florence. It's the sort of stiff-upper-Brit badinage that one may think one is nostalgic for, until one hears it played straight in a film with no glamour (the cinematography makes everyone look blotchy), urgency or sense. Really, my pet, it's all just too terribly terribly...terrible...
Many of today's female singers are content to paint their songs in two primary colors: blue longing or red lust. Makeba's palette is richer: scarlet shades of outrage, cerulean hues of optimism, sable determination. And while other singers paint self-portraits, Makeba, 68, paints vocal landscapes as well. Starting in the 1950s, she helped popularize "African jazz," a melding of jazz with traditional African folk music. In doing so, she helped create a sound that not only expressed her individual spirit but also captured a region's culture and traditions...
...particular floor in the Pack has even gone so far as to literally chart the lust and love about...
...show must consistently be centered around a punny title, the plot is, to no one's surprise, quite uncentered. Andrew Dudley '00 and Nick Grandly '00 try valiantly to take The Jewel of Denial (do you get it? do you get it?) and spin it into a travelogue of lust, deprivation, and US-Anglo reconciliation; indeed, their ambitions are so lofty that a summary only succeeds in stripping their premise of its undeniable complexity. But we try, nevertheless. A southern belle finds her glittery "jewel of denial" swiped by Jacquelyn Hyde, her schizophrenic, Mary Reilly-cum-dominatrix maid...
...Seven Deadly Sins, I would guess that anger is crowding the age's more obvious greed and lust for cultural primacy. But why? The reasons for greed and lust are self-evident: They come with their rewards. Anger is a dramatic and astringent passion. But what's the payoff? Righteous anger may be ennobling, sometimes, but mostly rage merely disfigures the one who is angry. Anger delights in destruction; it arrives as a blind spasm, even as an orgasmic release, like sex firing off in an evil dimension...