Word: minotaurs
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Crimson press said, ineffable charm, five minutes on the telephone, and an ungodly amount of good fortune landed me and my best girl two complimentary passes to EPCOT, and consequently, Captain EO, that aforementioned multi-media minotaur with the legs of Thriller and the horns of Daddy Zoetrope...
...emotional and academic costs of lodging a formal complaint are too high, or the procedures themselves are too little known or understood to be effective. Procedures for filing a formal complaint must not be so labyrinthine that students know not whether they are advancing towards or away from the Minotaur. It is up to University officials, in concert with interested student groups (and I daresay that all students ought be interested in the succesful resolution of sexual harassment problems), to lead the victim through this maze of procedural obstacles, bringing him or her through the experience emotionally and academically unscathed...
...thing is sure, the movie will not lack for churning, monster-a-minute energy. The plot is the oldest in literature, a quest: confront the Minotaur, find the Holy Grail, follow the yellow brick road. Twelve-year-old Jack Sawyer is sheltering unhappily in an empty New Hampshire tourist hotel, where his mother Lily, a washed-up B-movie queen, is wasting away with cancer. A mysterious old black man named Speedy, who tends a carrousel, hints that if Jack can reach California and find something called the talisman, all will be well. Part of the journeying will be through...
...probably A.R. Penck (born Ralf Winkler), who was on show at the Sonnabend Gallery. An East German emigre to the West, he does mock-archaeological images blown up to "American" size. On a flat ground, flat pictographs: Ariadne holding her thread, Theseus as a stick figure with spear, a Minotaur. This primitivism is meant to suggest a heroic Aegean prehistory, a lost age when sibyls muttered in every cleft, and any scratch or spiral meant something. But Penck's images are mere quotation suffused with graphic charm; they are little more than the husks of myth, the ornamental posing...
Malevolent but pathetic, dying but dangerous, the buffalo looms from the canvas in all his massive black bulk, with the mythic menace of a dying Minotaur. Two linked tents frame a ceremony in a design as elegant as that on a Japanese screen. An Indian family flees from an approaching prairie fire whose stylized billows Charles Burchfield might have envied, across a field of endless prairie grass that Andrew Wyeth might have emulated. A Blackfoot chief stares at the viewer with the arrogance of long command-and the despair of one who knows his nation is doomed...