Word: morbidities
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Freaks. Tod Browning's 1932 bizarre classic is really about horribly mutated people, but there's nothing morbid about going to see it--honestly--and nothing pointy-fingered about its attitude. At the consistently excellent Park Square moviehouse through Saturday...
...Morbid Epidemic. The reasons are clear enough: prices were rising at a compound annual rate of 16.8% in February, much faster than most families' incomes; spot shortages and high prices of gasoline continue to bedevil shoppers despite last week's lifting of the Arab oil embargo; and Watergate has produced a morbid epidemic of doubt about the country's future. "Inflation is no longer the sole reason for pessimistic expectations," says University of Michigan Economist Jay Schmiedeskamp. "At least half of the gloom comes from Watergate and the energy crisis. The Government plays a large role...
Tragedy hits WWD? Hardly. A WWD reader with a memory for the morbid will doubtless recall that a Paris story last November was written by Marie-Antoinette Esterhazy. She too met an untimely end: "Marie-Antoinette caught cold and died last night," WWD announced...
...warned them not to; others are fascinated by the special effects, like the bedroom scene with the flying furniture, or are curious to see the girl vomiting pea soup or mutilating herself with a crucifix. Still other viewers yearn to be scared. "To be strictly honest, I'm morbid," admitted one college student. "It's a cult; you have to see this movie," said another. "It's the beat 'em and bleed 'em creeping-crawlies cult," grinned a third...
...partners. Eighteen-year-old drinking hadn't yet become legal in Maine, and drinking partnership was a serious affair. During the winter, we would cruise the back roads of Kennebunk, quaffing Colt .45, the completely unique experience. With Mike, it was. Mike took his drinking seriously, but had a morbid funny bone when it came to close calls. One winter night, after upsetting a 16 oz. Colt in my lap by skidding around a corner and ramming a snowbank, Mike looked over and grinned his best boyishly sinister grin. "It's a good thing for snow," he said. I asked...