Word: scene
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...never before seen in a man: innocence. She invites herself back to his apartment, only to discover that he really is innocent. She can sleep over, he allows, but he gets to be on top -- the top bunk, that is. Eventually, however, in a subtle and charming scene, Josh learns how a man and a woman can share the same bed, and that adulthood has its own pleasures...
...fiction is not history. Liberties are taken for dramatic effect; scenes must be arranged, dialogue concocted and interior monologues imagined. Rybakov's technique is no different from that of other popular novelists who incorporate historical figures into their books. Like most, he succeeds best when his imagination runs freest. A case in point: a scene in which Stalin's dentist, a competent though nervous practitioner, finds himself in the unenviable position of handling the bite that feeds...
...might be added that many women find his crooked grin and the glint in his hazel eyes downright sexy. But it is also true that in preparing for Big, one scene of which displays all but a few centimeters of Hanks' pelt, he had to work out for weeks at a Manhattan gym, huffing and puffing to reduce that upholstered posterior, expand that narrow chest and flatten that soft stomach. Even so, he will not give Arnold Schwarzenegger any competition. In fact he found himself gasping at the end of a tough scene in which he and Robert Loggia dance...
...black man determined to project a menacing image, though he is actually a peaceable stationery salesman. But the film's many narrative obligations keep interrupting the consistent development of a lively comic-adventure pace and tone. John Cornell makes a diffident first-time director, unable to punch up a scene or a performance -- especially Hogan's. And Hogan is so determined to underplay his role that you sometimes have trouble hearing...
...precocious and pretty 17-year-old when he arrived on the New York literary scene in the early '40s. (He came by way of Greenwich, Conn.; his mother had married a prosperous New York businessman named Joe Capote, who turned out to be a kindly stepfather.) Capote wangled a job at The New Yorker, and at night wrote and overwrote fevered, delicate, swamp-baroque stories that were skewed images of Monroeville. On the strength of one story in Mademoiselle, Random House signed the new phenom to a book contract...