Word: lusted
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Irving Stone (Lust for Life, The Agony and the Ecstasy) steers a safe and steady course through Darwin's life. Cannily, he sticks to the intellectual shallows and piles up the domestic details. It is a stolid, readable job in which the author at tempts to dramatize the excitement of scientific discovery with fictionalized dia logue and lines like "He felt he was on to something . . . important." That he was, but somehow Irving's Origin of Charles does not seem up to Darwin's Origin of Species...
...will visit the 201 U.S. national parks this year. They will bring with them a love of nature and a sense of wonder at the beauty that has been preserved against the onrush of progress. They will also bring with them thousands of cans of spray paint and the lust to desecrate...
...delves through Theo's journals and his own memories of their abutting lives, Narrator Stern etches a bleak chronicle of loneliness and lust, punctuated with quiet irony. Stern notes the perennial alibi of the spy: treachery is excusable because it is always performed in the name of humanity. The excuse is held up to the light and found "curiously selective, since few spies seem disposed to share their thefts with anybody but the Soviet Union...
...actors are a finely tuned collection of theatrical instruments, and, in his directorial debut, Actor Kevin Conway conducts the ensemble with symphonic finesse. He varies the tempos of wit, irony, lust, menace and shock deftly, and inter-culturally speaking, he certainly knows his oud from his oboe. -T.E. Kalem
Fatal Flowers, subtitled On Sin, Sex, and Suicide in the Deep South, is the author's attempt to describe the plight of such Southern womanhood by reporting how she grew up poor and frustrated in a region overripe with lust and repression: "What I had once seen as the condition of being female, I now saw as female and Southern. I perceived my mother, grandmothers, sister, daughters-and all the women whose roots I shared-as netted in one mutual silken bondage. Together, we were trapped in a morass of Spanish moss, Bible Belt guilt, and the pressures...