Word: pouts
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...whore-cum-ballet-dancer Stephanie Virtue Secret-rose Diop--"Virtue" for short, which neatly sums up the situation. The curate Diouf pleads for passive religious acceptance; Felicity Trollop Pardon shrieks "Dahomey!" and "Africa!" with an epileptic frenzy; Augusta Snow says little and wears anger like a nimbus round her pout-mouthed head. Genet further burlesque's white perceptions of black names by dubbing the mysterious revolutionary "Newport News." Adelaide Bobo assists emcee-director Archibald and they begin to organize the evening's performance...
...Debra Smigel delivers the best performance of the night as Dr. Olson, the pompous social scientist who is helpless without her Ph.D. Jackie Osherow has some fine moments as the fruit-crazed Goneril, and Sarah McCluskey as Adeline pronounces some less than stellar lines with a cute Marilyn Monroe pout...
...with a weak-willed, soft-hearted core, a man whose oblique playfulness (meant to hide everything) pleads desperately for help and affection but who is vacillating, mean and a bit of an ass. Here he plays a sly, greasy Dennis-the-Menace type with the manipulative whine and offended pout of a three year old. He waddles through the film grinning lasciviously, scratching his belly--a charicature of immaturity and meanness. It's a putrid role for him. The director has pared away Nicholson's sleekness and suavity, left only that soft, slightly rotten center of his acting character...
CANDACE BROOK, as Eurydice, tends to purse her lips into a little pout when she's not talking--as though keeping still annoys her. She portrays a charming wife, whose dialogue compensates for her insipidity. Admittedly, there's not much time in this snatch of a story for nuance in personalities. Perhaps that's why the comic characters come off best--they each have a bundle of idiosyncrasies to lean on. Heurtebise, clad in blue overalls, shuffles around in a loose-ankled, slightly pigeon-toed walk, with his hands clasped tightly against his waist. The unworldly astonishment never fades from...
...others in the car. Chuck caught my attention first: He was 17 years old, a chunky kid, inclined to fat so that his features seemed to melt back into his flesh. But his nose stuck out a little, his thick lower lip was giving him a permanent pout, and his eyes were slits. The rest of his face was flat and square, like his body. He had curly black hair, close to his head, and wore a striped T-shirt. His face was smooth, except for a few blackheads, and entirely hairless. He and another guy, David, had run back...