Word: portraited
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...football game. The bureaucrats at the loan agency are all depicted as lily-livered "college boys" in direct contrast to the wholesome farmers whose calling is to "feed the world." Indeed, the film's political innuendos become slightly more than that when the camera reveals a larger-than-life portrait of a grinning Ronald Reagan behind the desk of the FHA's manager...
...complete the portrait, Fraser was married in 1980 to Harold Pinter(her second marriage). Pinter looked ill-at-ease signing a copy of Betrayal in the Harvard Bookstore Cafe. He had eluded the crowds during his wife's appearance in Boston, until he was spotted in a corner. Asked about her, he replied, "I have nothing to say. I'm here escorting her as protector." Not that a woman who combines femininity and feminism needs a protector, but Fraser seems pleased nonetheless...
...African works did not need to be masterpieces of their own style. The face of Matisse's Portrait of Madame Matisse, 1913, possibly one of the dozen greatest portraits of the 20th century, was based on a mediocre Fang mask from Gabon. Sometimes, though, a modernist work would take off from an African object of the first rank. Such was the case with Picasso's bronze of Marie-Therese Walter, 1931, whose erotically swollen blimp of a nose is based on an effigy he owned of the fertility goddess Nimba from the Baga. The sight of these...
...realistic voice: spare and shrewd, cutting and chilling. But for all the leanness of his writing, his language can carry considerable weight. Without apparent effort it eases past the conventions of simple realism toward deadpan comedy and social panorama. Young Hearts Crying could stand as a definitive portrait of a man and woman, maturing in the 1940s, who spend the next three decades trying to get a grip on dwindling dreams that will not die and who have to settle down and, finally, just settle...
...melancholy fog shrouded the moors the night Lord Edgar brought his bride to Mandacrest. Portents of dread creaked in every dank corner of the ancient manor. The bride's sepulchral maid remained loyal beyond the grave to the first Lady Hillcrest, whose portrait was known to bleed when a stray bullet punctured the canvas. On nights when a full moon peeked through the clouds, Lord Edgar's Karloffian butler showed a disconcerting tendency to sprout wolfs hair...