Word: ruefulnesses
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...course, Goldberg is not the kind of public servant who arouses deep feelings about him either way. He repeats his oft-garbled message to the point of tedium in a deep, almost rueful. Midwestern monotone. In an interview during his stay at Harvard, he spent most of a half-hour looking at the floor, occasionally gesturing weakly with his hands. Questions about American policy simply don't excite the U.N. Ambassador -- he just returns the line one expects in those tired, dull, even-paced tones. Never a smile; the same pitch all the time...
Holman quietly insists on doing his own work. Whereupon captain, crew and coolies turn furiously against him. In the last reel, after taking a rueful part in the senseless slaughter of some Chinese peasants, Holman informs the captain that he is through with American militarism, that he is going to desert the colors and help the Chinese build a modern nation. A Chinese bullet prevents the project. "I was home," he gasps as he falls dead. "What the hell happened...
After chugging through a lecture on corporate finance at Trinity College in Hartford, Conn., New York Central Railroad President Alfred Perlman, 64, had some rueful observations about the finances of the iron-horse business. "Most people don't like to go somewhere tied down by a train schedule," he said. "This means going by car. It's only when it's snowing that you like to go back to the good old days on trains." Then with a wry smile, he admitted: "I have a pass on the New Haven Railroad, but to get there, I drove...
...again earlier in the week when Gemini 9's on-board computer rejected vital data three minutes before liftoff. Now, for the third time, Astronauts Tom Stafford and Eugene Cernan wearily returned to the pad at Cape Kennedy for a mission that had the earmarks of a rueful joke...
...exquisite fable of infidelity, set to music by Mozart, delicately filmed in the impressionist manner of Renoir, and committed to an utterly cynical contemporary view of the gap between male and female sensibility. Writer-Director Agnès Varda (Cleo From 5 to 7) suffuses the screen with a rueful, youthful, radiant mood, creates a world of innocence and beauty that looks like an invitation for romping barefoot through fields of wildflowers newly abloom. Only later does she reveal that every blossom holds a thorn...