Word: pompously
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Alas, the style that West developed in Rome and later brought to England was anything but natural. He experimented with pompous neoclassicism, then bombastic religious allegory. He pioneered in introducing elements of realism into his heavy historical tableaux, won riches and renown, was elected president of the Royal Academy. But to Byron...
...Tetley's version, the naked corpse (danced by Jaap Flier) suddenly twitches, sits up, leaps off the table, and begins to dance his yearning for his lost life with his wife, his mother, his childhood playmates. Tetley has turned the tables-his cadaver is more alive than the pompous doctors...
...Chinoise, the title is a sardonic reference to a girl (Anne Wiazemski, the second Mme. Godard) who fancies herself a China doll. Godard pokes fun at her windy braggadocio and her comrades' pompous planning with numberless nose-thumbing cinematic tricks. Players step out of their roles to tell the camera their biographies. Scenes are interspersed with stills of Alice in Wonderland, pictures of Stalin, shots of comic strips. The director's off-camera voice constantly interrogates his performers, who stop acting to reply. Visually, La Chinoise is almost entirely successful. The rapid shifting of subject matter, the kinetic...
...humbly suggest to all who ponder the relevancy of the church in a modern setting that we stop talking so much, be quiet and think and pray. Sometimes, it seems to me, our theologians and intellectuals confound the very ideas they wish to propound by indulging in so much pompous, convoluted verbosity. The rest of us-the prosaic mass-have traditionally looked to our founding fathers and religious leaders to help us articulate that which we so inadequately proclaim. I, for one, am not confused by God, or the church, or my place in a secular world. I am confused...
...well-authorized one for Irish assassins from Swift to Shaw: the smug face of English hypocrisy, personified in this case by a sanctimonious divorce judge named Sir Toby Routh. His fiercely prudish sermons from the bench drive adulterers to suicide and his wife to drink. He is as pompous a prig as ever rode a Rolls to work and pride to a fall. But the only tumble Miss Tracy gives him is into the downy bed of Gerda Trauenegg, a well-tuned opera singer from Vienna. Catching him with his wig down, Gerda momentarily taps a streak of puritanical lechery...