Word: propheteers
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Bill Lee is no prophet. He's just a regular guy who speaks his mind. Most people never get to meet their heroes, and when they do they are usually disappointed. That's because they look too high and too far away. All I did was a look a little bit askew, and I found a spaceman who earned my vote for President...
...Inside to an Establishment-baiting Joe Populist. His rivals have jeered him as an inconsistent opportunist pandering to whims of a variety of special-interest groups. Others have derided him as a chameleon who darkened his blond eyebrows (otherwise they disappeared on television) and made himself into a populist prophet who would lead America out of economic servitude. Gephardt just grins: such criticism tells him he must be on to something...
...demonstrators around the 30-acre Temple Mount and through the narrow, winding streets of Jerusalem's Old City. Protesters, tourists and the police themselves choked on the cloud of tear gas that enshrouded the golden Dome of the Rock, the ciborium that stands on the site from which the Prophet Muhammad is said to have ascended to heaven on a white horse. At one point, after a police officer was beaten, his comrades chased a group of demonstrators into al-Aqsa mosque itself, normally off limits to any military personnel. The fearsome scene seemed to encapsulate all the hatred...
...program hosts who pay for airtime on radio station KZZI are an eclectic bunch: a self-proclaimed prophet and polygamist, a psychic and a weekly Iranian news and music show broadcast in Farsi. But many people were outraged by a program that premiered last month on the 10,000-watt radio station located some 15 miles southwest of Salt Lake City. The Aryan Nations Hour, whose host was White Supremacist Dwight McCarthy, is a Saturday-morning call- in show for bigots who believe a race war is inevitable...
...Reiner will rein in the facetiousness; it will heighten the adventure, not bury it. His last film, Stand By Me, was suffused with such yuppie winsomeness that today's generation of teenage boys could use it as their fathers had used copies of The Prophet: to impress girls with their sensitivity. Here, liberated by parody, he remints visual cliches, like the gloriously fake matte paintings of fairy-tale realms, and they are funny- lovely. As for the Princess Bride, she is flat-out lovely. Wright's grave blond beauty makes her the wedding-cake figure around which all the movie...