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Once upon a time, a writer who was not really a writer but a moonlighting professor of classics at Yale produced a phenomenal bestseller called Love Story. The book had the texture of moist Kleenex, but it was bittersweet and it brought the professor wealth and fame, which he professed to dislike. He gave an endless series of farewell interviews and accepted one absolutely final nonscholarly job after another, from doing TV sports commentary to acting in movies. Yet did all this help him to achieve his ambition of winning the annual 26-mile Boston Marathon? No. He once finished...
Each time Chou moved to a new table, he shook everyone's hand. Then a waiter would give him a warm, moist rag to wipe his hands. His right hand was injured during the Long March and is sensitive...
...desert with a crow on his hat. But castaneda means chestnut grove, and the man looks a bit like a chestnut: a stocky, affable Latin American, 5 ft. 5 in., 150 Ibs. and apparently bursting with vitamins. The dark curly hair is clipped short, and the eyes glisten with moist alertness. In dress, Castaneda is conservative to the point of anonymity, decking himself either in dark business suits or in Lee Trevino-type sports shirts. His plumage is words, which pour from him in a ceaseless, self-mocking and mesmeric flow. "Oh, I am a bull-shitter!" he cackles, spreading...
...dark, smothering, somehow vaguely menacing hue. "Don't ask me why it must be so because I don't know," Bergman writes in the Cries and Whispers screenplay. Perhaps it is because "ever since my childhood I have pictured the inside of the soul as a moist membrane in shades of red." Both Hedda Gabler and this film share, too, a careful choreography of movement, with the actresses gliding in almost glacial grace across the frame. Yet as ever in Berg man, although the conception seems theatrical, the style is superbly cinematic. Bergman is a film maker...
...remove the pins and the skin is hard." In some ways this fragment of memory suggests the works of art Samaras was to make in adulthood: the pins, the textures, the extreme sensual contrasts (soft hair against the stink of tanning and death), the transformation from moist pliability to crackly parchment...