Word: mannequins
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...HAVE ONLY touched on how beautiful this short work is, how well-written and human. She retains her humor and her independence, no matter how many times the man in the Brooks-Brothers suit is revealed to be a Brooks Brothers mannequin. Occasionally, she can be crustily funny about it; traveling across Canada by train, surrounded in the railway car by drunken men, her Elizabeth has the fragile temerity to howl "Canadians, do not vomit on me!" More often she is sincere, direct, touching, with only a trace of the sentimentality of the German romantics she quotes so often. Evil...
...approach she does not move, more like a mannequin than a model. But you can tell that she sees you, watches you. Sizing you up. Plugging you into the categories--do you come to leer or just to look...
...LIFE-SIZE, life-like mannequin stood in front of the record rack at the Coop, "DEVO" splashed in big letters on its shoulder. As I looked over the latest leavings of the record industry, I glanced to my left to see how many people, like me, had mistaken the advertising display for a fellow shopper before realizing their error. Many did; but the most memorable was the middle-aged matron who bumped into Mr. Devo, courteously said "Excuse me" to him, and went merrily...
...sweet magician named Corky (Anthony Hopkins) bombs before audiences until he adds ventriloquism to his act. His mannequin Fats, whom his agent (Burgess Meredith) calls "the first X-rated dummy on the block," is everything Corky is not -- bossy, crude, with a mouth that should be washed out with Pine-Sol. The crowds love him, and Corky seems headed for the top and a T.V. contract -- until, inexplicably, he balks at taking a medical exam required by the network. Panicked by his agent's reassurances that he's only scared of success, Corky flees with Fats to the Catskills, where...
Kennedy's suit coat, the front ripped apart by frenzied doctors trying to save lis life, and his bloodstained shirt were mounted on a mannequin and used to illustrate the path of one shot. All too vivid sketches showed the exact entry point of the bullet that shattered the President's skull. There was prolonged discussion about what had happened to the President's lower brain after the autopsy. It had apparently been buried at the request of Robert Kennedy...