Word: raunch
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
Since they are all self-parodies anyway, the notion of making a satirical version of Airport and its three ridiculous sequels seems superfluous, if not impossible. But Airplane! may be this summer's most cheerful lunacy. Its style is basic collegiate raunch (imagine a disciplined Animal House or a frugal 1941). Its plot is an admitted rip-off of an even earlier example of the imperiled-airliner genre, 1957's Zero Hour. What is particular to the new film is its jostling comic inventiveness and pitch-black humor. The pilot and co-pilot (Peter Graves and Kareem Abdul...
...Anything worth doin's worth overdoin'," says Meat Loaf, the 260-lb. rock singer and star of Roadie. But this is one movie that knows how to overdo it-with speed, elegance, wall-to-wall raunch and a flaky, sidewise wit. Meat Loaf plays Travis W. Redfish, a north Texas naif with the soul of Candide and the hands of an expert mechanic. He hooks up as the "roadie" (bus driver and equipment manager) for a sleazy rock entrepreneur and falls immediately in love with Lola Bouilliabase (Kaki Hunter), a snaggletoothed, anorectic groupie whose mission in life...
Songs the Lord Taught Us contains ten original compositions and three ancient covers. The fact that all 13 blend so seamlessly is attributable to the band's choice of forgotten but exquisite raunch-classics, and to their ability to work light years ahead of the influences...
...next piece, "A Cruise to the Moon," develops this line of thinking still further. Lunch has fused a smooth, swinging piece reminiscent of Duke Ellington's prime with a completely separate bit of raunch straight out of Teenage Jesus. She makes it all work by brilliantly counterpointing the two. The two factions alternate between dive-bomb runs and frenetic soloing. They both compete for our affections, and we are propelled by the sheer audacity and exuberance...
...homosexuals, weirdos." What he got, along with the college crowd, were little old ladies in amber slacks and matching sweaters, younger mothers cradling sleeping infants, sipping coffee and munching Danish, missing not so much as a munch over occasional lines ("Murder me in the gutter with orgasms!") of Ginsbergian raunch...