Word: moistness
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...GRANDFATHER USED to own a lucrative cosmetics business which he founded during the Depression. His lipstick line, the keystone of the operation, sold well even in the '30s. On the cover of the package was always a ripe, peachy-faced young woman, lips moist and slightly pursed, and a slogan that read: "Keep Kissable." No one then, 'least of all my grandfather, would have considered that message unduly provocative. "Keep Kissable" meant more or less what it said...
...translates literally as Violins at the Ball, or idiomatically-according to Drach-as Others Call the Tune) demands our sympathy with all the sanctimony of someone collecting door to door for a favorite charity. Drach grabs at the heartstrings with harpy's fingers. "Mama," says handsome little Michel, moist-eyed, "what's a Jew?" When the story threatens to go pallid, Drach drums up suspense. The episode of escape across the border could have come out of some prison-camp melodrama: snarling dogs, relentless Nazis armed with machine guns, and desperate scrambles through thick woods, open fields...
Harvey displays throughout a moist passion for metaphor. Because a great deal of Christina's past is shown in flashback, Harvey wets down the royal palace and environs with what we must assume to be the mists of memory. Much of the movie consequently looks fogbound, as if it were photographed during a close night on the Grand Bank. Harvey requires Ullmann to run through fields to demonstrate exuberance, slouch in doorways to show anxiety and uncertainty, and practically pant after a handsome young courtier whose love she fears. "I want to be loved!" Christina complains to a wily...
...light as you are sucked further into the maze, past Fine Arts, past Sociology. You find yourself in front of Government 116 with its concise, peremptory title--Socialism. As Marx and Lenin stare out at you from behind hortatory covers, you shudder at the sudden bite of the thick moist air settling in the wintry streets of a European capital. The three-story facades of workers' houses are depressing in their black-sooted brick, and the smoke emanating from the stack of a nearby factory leaves an acrid smell in the air. Leaflets are being passed out on the street...
...litany exonerating Mitchell was completed, one of his defense attorneys let out a small whoop of joy and tried to embrace his client; the undemonstrative Mitchell shook him off. "You've got the jury system and it always works," he said calmly afterwards. Stans was less restrained. Eyes moist, he hugged one of his attorneys and later said: "I feel like I've been reborn...