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Consider the silver Volvo 940 station wagon, getting on in years and miles, but not yet spent. At certain moments—full of folks, lacing homeward through more or less verdant New England highlands—it seems almost joyful, purring the meaningful purr of a world-weary cat. Now, consider the capped and casual New Hampshire state trooper perched alongside Interstate 89 who, with a radar gun and a wave of his mighty hand, might snare that family vehicle just as Tony Soprano might spear a bit of veal on the end of a fork. We live...
...Menace first. Khrushchev banging his shoe at the U.N. is fine for newsreels, but Spielberg and Lucas (and screenwriters David Koepp and Jeff Nathanson) have something sexier in mind: Irina Spalko, played by Cate Blanchett with a feline purr and the fabulous posture of military-movie villains. Irina wants to cloud American minds by getting access to a secret technology that is concealed either in the Area 51 warehouse where Crystal Skull begins or in the remotest jungle mountains of Peru during the film's last hour. "We will change you, Mr. Jones," she proclaims. "We will turn you into...
...rolls his r’s to imitate the siren-like purr of his foreign stylist...
...rise, I obey, and I'm now facing Travolta, nearly nose to nose. He clamps me in a python embrace. His blue eyes and soft voice start to flutter. "Oh, you came here to give me my Oscar!" he whispers in a dewy approximation of Stanwyck's purr to Henry Fonda in The Lady Eve (right before she devours him). Without easing his grip on me-he's still in the moment 25 years ago-he says in his own voice, "And I'm standing here thinking, 'She's an 80-year-old woman, and I am captivated...
...Dumb Luck,” and once again proves to be the shining facet of the album. Like a car that hasn’t been driven in a while, “Dumb Luck” literally shudders to a start, but soon begins to purr and take its audience for a joyride through Dntel’s electronic soundscape. Haunting and disjointed, Tamborello’s solo effort—and the title track—leads off, setting the general tone for the rest of the album. His lyrics strike a pessimistic and rather morose tone, reflecting...