Word: morons
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...claustrophobic westerns ever made--a movie that deliberately shuts itself off from the clean, redeeming beauty of prairie, mountain and desert--takes the celebrity metaphor into new realms of darkness and hysteria. Written and directed by Walter Hill (48 HRS.), it presents Wild Bill Hickok (Jeff Bridges) as a moron with a fetish: if anyone touches his hat, he will shoot him. Not that he really requires an excuse to ventilate any and all comers. It is just that this is what the man does when he's not repairing to an opium den and losing himself in bad pipe...
Writer/director Walter Hill ("48 Hours") presents Wild Bill Hickok (Jeff Bridges) as a moron with a fetish: he'll shoot anyone who touches his hat. Not that he really requires an excuse to ventilate any and all comers. It is just that this is what the man does when he's not repairing to an opium den and losing himself in bad pipe dreams. Or drinking too much. Or resisting the advances of Calamity Jane (Ellen Barkin). "'Wild Bill' is one of the dankest and most claustrophobic westerns ever made," says TIME's Richard Schickel. "It's a movie that...
...mordantly juvenile ditty circulating in Nelson Rockefeller's campaign headquarters in 1968 insulted every hopeful in sight: "Scranton's a sissy,/ Nixon's a prick./ Romney's a moron,/ Goldwater's sick./ Nelson's your best man,/ Able and quick./ But who is our candidate?/ Upright Dick!" After Nixon's Inauguration, even the Washington Post's cartoonist Herblock gave him a shave (erasing the famously sinister Milhousian stubble shadow). Whatever else Nixon may have become in the years before his forced retirement, he was deemed for an instant to be presidential. Every President, including Bill Clinton, has a hard fight...
Right now, the hot word in fashion journalism (Hey-you're the oxy-moron, buddy!) is Glamour with a capital G. We've waifed good-bye to those bird-boned, droopy-dressed, grunge girls. Good riddance! We've witnessed the fall of the ubiquitous slip dress, unshackled ourselves from those nasty crocheted chokers and beckoned a whole new era with a wiggle of our collective manicured finger. Polished, of course, with Vamp by Chanel, currently selling like it's going out of style. Maybe because...
Lloyd, the lead moron in Peter Farrelly's film, is played by Carrey, sublimely confident that he knows what he's doing as he attempts to return a briefcase full of funny money to a woman (Lauren Holly) with whom he is smitten. This involves a journey across America with Harry (Jeff Daniels), Lloyd's equally dense roommate, in a truck that looks like a gigantic sheep dog. In order to enjoy the pair's company, adult viewers must regress to those thrilling days of yesteryear when bodily dysfunction represented the height of hilarity. But Carrey (ably abetted here...