Word: scent
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...loveliest fleet of islands that lies anchored in any ocean," wrote Mark Twain about Hawaii in 1908. Time has not altered that verdict. The palm trees still sway in the cool breezes, the Pacific surf still spills across powdery white beaches, and the scent of lei still perfumes the air. Yet amid its travel-brochure lushness, Hawaii is struggling to cope with a surge in crime, a slump in tourism and the social strains caused by two decades of rapid growth. Laments Honolulu Mayor Eileen Anderson: "We've lost the feeling of 'Aloha' for one another...
...Brecht. As ladies in waiting attend the Queen, they are addressed from the rear by fornicating lackey-lovers. When Mary calls for her dogs, a bevy of stuffed canines are propped up before her. She chooses to disremember that she once had a hound killed for losing the scent in a foxhunt. Like unskilled pickpockets, her attendants try to plunder her last remaining jewelry. A marvelously comic doctor-apothecary team (John Bottom and Ron Faber) get the Queen deliriously squiffed on drugs before she attains her final serenely regal composure...
...result, the West Europeans have imposed a bit of linkage of their own. They have said they will cooperate with the U.S. in upgrading NATO's nuclear defenses only if the U.S. simultaneously pursues arms control agreements. Hard-liners in the Reagan Administration may smell a scent of blackmail there, yet the hard fact remains that the U.S. could restore a much needed degree of transatlantic calm if its fair-weather allies were not quite so nervously eyeing the thunderheads over Soviet-American relations. With calm restored, the U.S. might then be able to reassert the strong leadership...
...Alter, played with drooling opportunism by Larry Block, sees the chance to turn Lonnie into a lethal hot property. Decking the punk in a skeleton suit and dubbing him "the Halloween Killer," Manny starts Lonnie on the garish glory road to 27 murders. The tabloids swiftly pick up the scent (THE HALLOWEEN KILLER STALKS JACKIE O.). Smarmy talk-show hosts fawn on him, paperback offers and film rights proliferate, and Lonnie makes big bad bawdy whoopee with Miss America. Christine Baranski zeroes in on this character's vacuous dedication and chews her words like stale gum. Griffin Dunne...
...hollow as black parachutes drifting through the night sky. We are money and beauty, expensive costumes, argyle sweaters and flannel knickers. We lust for the naked girl in the private railway car that streaks by on a summer night. We sniff at the air, spicing our senses with the scent of golden pine needles that drop like errant arrows to the forest floor...