Word: poeticizing
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...scenes were shot right on the streets of Manhattan's Greenwich Village, "the lines being recorded by small microphones hung around the actors' necks, the wires trailing from their pants cuffs." If the dialogue is strictly trailing from pants cuffs, the photography by Baird Bryant is often poetic, and even the acting is haltingly expressive so long as the actors keep their mouths shut. Somebody might salvage the whole project by dubbing it into French, blocking in a set of sophisticated subtitles, sending it to Cannes and smuggling it back under the title of Brian et Genie...
...Unexpected Way. His goal from then on was to "produce poetic shock by putting heterogeneous but real things together in an unexpected way." Unlike Salvador Dali, he did not want to paint objects that did not exist in nature; nor did he want to tell stories or bear messages through the use of symbols. And always he was determined to remain loyal to what he felt to be the dictates of composition. One of his pictures, for instance, started out as a painting of a chandelier. It then became a painting of a nude reclining under a chandelier surrounded...
...drive or an occult reference to death. But Delvaux ignores all that sort of speculation. He paints trains, he says, probably because they remind him of happy trips he took during his childhood. As for his nudes, they are not live actors; they are "extras"-forms in a "poetic composition...
...knows where; the manholes that often appear suggest a secret world beneath; a mirror on a sidewalk reflects a world that cannot be seen. Even Delvaux's people seem locked in other worlds and held there in solitary confinement-the ultimate in aloneness. As purely "poetic compositions," Delvaux's paintings can delight; but they are all so full of chilling secrets that they rarely fail to haunt...
...landladies, "Germani-cally stupid" language students, and menacing politics, as the Weimar Republic, "oppressive as a headache," clumsily snuffles toward its collapse. Fyodor's trilingual life enables Nabokov to play complicated games with the meanings of words. Fyodor is a poet, and without warning his thoughts run in poetic form; only the reader wary of Nabokov's incorrigible love of verbal conjuring will notice that whole pages printed as prose conceal rhyme schemes or blank verse and complicated prosodical measures...