Word: namelessness
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...expected her to walk in with Harvey Weinstein holding her train. Thank God I already ate. And then I remembered I am Gwyneth Paltrow." And a bit later in the presentation, she confirmed my fears about her boy-mongering: "I would like to thank a friend who shall remain nameless who told me never to sleep with a co-star--at least until after the picture had finished. I've obviously had a little trouble with that...
...very flexible: four-minute tracks became ten-minute jams, with Tricky repeating phrases with mantra-like intensity. This vastly improved his music: in his studio work, Tricky compresses ideas into his songs, but the live venue allowed his songs to stretch out, achieving blinding power through repetition. A nameless female singer performed the roles played on record by Martina Topley-Bird (Tricky's occasional girlfriend and frequent collaborator), while British rapper Mad Dog joined Tricky for a few tracks from Juxtapose...
...Hollywood that is threatening to flood out the competition from the tide of teen comedies: yuppie angst. Friday night at your local theater means choosing between American Beauty-in which a quiet suburb of yuppies cracks under the vacuousness of their up-and-coming lifestyle-and Fight Club, where nameless corporate yupster Ed Norton finds the only way to reclaim his micromanaged and overworked sense of self is to beat the living daylights out of other...
...Hollywood that is threatening to flood out the competition from the tide of teen comedies: yuppie angst. Friday night at your local theater means choosing between American Beauty-in which a quiet suburb of yuppies cracks under the vacuousness of their up-and-coming lifestyle-and Fight Club, where nameless corporate yupster Ed Norton finds the only way to reclaim his micromanaged and overworked sense of self is to beat the living daylights out of other...
Office drones of the world, unite! This clever first novel is narrated by a nameless young woman who is killing time and brain cells by working as a receptionist at the stuffy Academy of Material Science in London. Pouring her heart out in a novel-cum-diary, she is attempting to figure out a tumultuous love affair. But while this subject has been handled much better by more sophisticated writers, the author really comes alive in her sharp descriptions of the deadly pettiness of office life: who sits with whom in the company cafeteria; what the people who answer...