Word: quietly
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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There's a mob scene outside the restaurant, but there's quiet elegance inside, if you ignore the beefy bodyguards. Trump's putative First Lady is so nervous around the Reform Party kingmaker that she knocks over the crystal. But no one minds. It looks like a party made in heaven...
...evangelistic spiel from the Flint Center stage last week, Jobs briefly eulogized Sony founder Akio Morita, grandfather of the consumer-electronics industry, who had died just a few days earlier. "He expressed his love for the human species in every product he made," Jobs said in a clear, quiet voice. You get the feeling he couldn't imagine a better epitaph for himself. --With reporting by David S. Jackson/Los Angeles, Janice Maloney/San Francisco and Cathy Booth/Richmond...
...there are tremendously complicated feelings not just about the decision itself but a lifetime of a relationship in which one brother failed to help protect another." Even now, he hopes Ted will one day agree to see him, but when asked whether he has envisioned their reconciliation, he grows quiet. "No, I don't think it would be helpful," he says after a time. "The future never meets us in the ways we imagine...
...most affecting performance is that of Ziemba, a hugely admired Broadway veteran whose face, a clown's mask of quiet desperation, suddenly dissolves into maniacal glee as she hears music in her head, grabs the headwaiter and pulls him into a clinch. The happiest surprise is Yates, a svelte ex-Rockette with legs that could make an archbishop sweat. But all the pistons in this engine stroke in the right order, and while you won't recognize any of the names unless you're a theater buff, their collective star quality is unquestionable...
...priests of American consumer culture have been bit by the Y2K bug. There's a new genre in Hollywood that is threatening to flood out the competition from the tide of teen comedies: yuppie angst. Friday night at your local theater means choosing between American Beauty-in which a quiet suburb of yuppies cracks under the vacuousness of their up-and-coming lifestyle-and Fight Club, where nameless corporate yupster Ed Norton finds the only way to reclaim his micromanaged and overworked sense of self is to beat the living daylights out of other...