Word: soliloquys
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...Clearly, Wyclef’s got a lot on his mind. He infuses even the danciest tracks with a social message. We hear about nuclear energy, immigration, globalization, suicide bombers, wire-tapping, and stem cell research. On “Slow Down,” Wyclef’s soliloquy to the post-9/11 world, he sings, “I seen two birds / Crash into two New York giants.” The chorus is similarly desolate: “Where’s the hope gone? / Where’s the hope gone? / I see the whole...
...though Scott had insinuated in recent interviews that the Final Cut would give a definitive answer). Nothing has altered the mind-boggling idea of literally meeting one’s maker, and nothing has explained just what replicant leader Roy (Rutger Hauer) is trying to say in his final soliloquy...
Although there are only a few moments in which there is actually only one character on stage, the drama nevertheless centers around an individual performance. In Maggie and Brick’s first scene, Rich rattles off an impressive soliloquy. Brick lies listlessly on the bed and the relatives make a hullabaloo back stage, but Rich seems to be the only person in the theater. While Rich initially over-dramatizes her frustration, her character becomes increasingly real over the course of the play...
...lyrics have sounded; but when “sometimes you don’t know yourself,” as the band says, you have to let people in. Animal Collective does this through the highly accessible “Fireworks,” placing an emotive, scattershot soliloquy over metronomic rhythms, ghostly cooing, and subtle electronic swirls. “For Reverend Green” admitted that everything’s not okay; “Fireworks” presents a perfect world where everything is. It’s an utterly relatable vision that anyone can share...
...talking about Laura Palmer's murder, a dancing dwarf or a Log Lady. They turned prime-time TV into a giant indie art-house theater, and regular American channel surfers by the millions became its denizens. The story of a teen girl's death--and the pie-eating, deadpan-soliloquy-spouting FBI agent investigating it--carried on the theme from Lynch movies like Blue Velvet of sordid secrets and ancient horrors hidden behind a faade of wholesome Americana, proving that TV could equal or surpass film in its storytelling ambitions. Twin Peaks may have had the shelf life...