Word: shallowing
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...Coppola's approach is piquant, and it could be fun in a five-minute Saturday Night Live sketch, but it does not sustain a two-hour treatment. After a few scenes, audiences are likely to say, "We get the point." The result is a shallow film about shallow people - a cinematic pastry that leaves a sour taste. As the French would say, ce bonbon...
...show a family lying together on a grass mat. Agnes Ketheeswaran, 23, is in a pink sarong and green skirt, her husband Palachamy, 25, is bare-chested, and their two sons?four years old and four months old?are naked between them. Under Palachamy's prone head is a shallow well of blood. On the shiny brown bellies of his two dead boys is blood from their mother, who has been shot in the face. The murders were part of a wave of executions on May 13 on the remote northern Sri Lankan island of Kayts. That evening, the gunmen...
...going.”But Haviland and Princeton ace Erik Stiller cruised through the middle innings as the score remained 5-3 until the eighth, when the Tigers broke through yet again. DeGeorge dropped his third hit of the game, a soft looping liner, into shallow center field, plating two. Sophomore Brad Unger then came on for Haviland, who, all told, allowed seven earned runs on eleven hits—by far his worst showing of the Ivy League season—and gave up a two-run ground-rule double to Wendkos that sealed it. Stiller went the distance...
...Mike Dukovich, but Harvard responded in the eighth with a run-scoring single off the bat of designated hitter Matt Brunnig to trim the NU lead back to three. Wilson was gunned down at home to end the threat, sliding into the wallow around the plate after a shallow single by eventual winning pitcher Taylor Meehan (1-1). In fact, the dirt areas of the mostly-turf Friedman Diamond—the batter’s boxes and the mound—required constant maintenance, much to the chagrin of the benches and the grounds crew alike, throughout the soggy...
Which is great if you're into satire, a genre that's easy to like but hard to love. It's thin, it's shallow, it dates easily, it rarely feels larger than the thing it's making fun of. A case in point would be Gary Shteyngart's first novel, The Russian Debutante's Handbook, a charming-enough outing about expatriates in Prague that has approximately one joke that gets steadily less funny over time. An exception would be Shteyngart's second book, Absurdistan (Random House; 352 pages), a satire that is profoundly funny, genuinely moving and wholly lovable...