Word: skilled
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...their skill at finding and analyzing such bizarre objects as black holes, neutron stars and quasars, astronomers have so far failed to solve one of the most basic mysteries of the cosmos: What does the universe look like? The heavens appear just as two dimensional through powerful modern telescopes as they did to the eyes of the ancient Greeks, and until recently, no one could say for sure whether the myriad galaxies were organized in some meaningful way. Astrophysicists are fiercely competing to discover how the universe evolved into its present structure, but they cannot test their theories until they...
...brought Paramount groveling to its knees, offering him any indulgence he wants, Murphy has come to fancy himself a killer, and that is the role he tries to play here: a psychopathic hit man. He is not a good enough actor for this particular assignment, nor has he the skill as writer and director to use cold-blooded murder (three times) as the topper for gag sequences. Once or twice his former sweet hipness glimmers through, and he has written a funny bit for his pal Arsenio Hall, playing a man on a murderous crying jag. But mostly Harlem Nights...
...function of museums: the loan exhibition. Without a doubt, the past 15 years in America have been the golden age of the museum retrospective, bringing a series of great and (for this generation of museums and their public) definitive exhibitions, done at the highest pitch of scholarship and curatorial skill: late and early Cezanne, Picasso, Manet, Van Gogh, Monet, Degas, Watteau, Velazquez, Poussin, up to MOMA's current show of Picasso's and Braque's Cubist years and, perhaps, Seurat to come...
...tournament marked the last game for the Crimson's six seniors, but Harvard should retain much of its experience and skill with nine starters returning next year...
...this simply a literary conceit, the wishful thinking of someone who has chosen to write in a world that no longer seems to require his labor? With enormous skill and formal grace, Vargas Llosa weaves this question through the mystery surrounding the fate of Saul Zuratas, the former comrade who may have gone backward in time, toward prehistory, to achieve an authority and integrity lost to contemporary writers. Unfortunately, the narrator cannot imagine how Saul could have adapted to such a role: "The rest of the story, however, confronts me only with darkness, and the harder...