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...Bolivian strongman General Medrano (Joaquín Cosio). Turns out Camille, like Bond, has a score to settle: she has lost her mother and daughter to Medrano's depredations. This time, for both of them, it's personal; hero and heroine percolate silently, sulfurously, with vengeance scenarios that may somehow intersect. Kurylenko, a lovely Russian-Ukrainian hybrid who is oddly duskied up to look vaguely Latina, does an exemplary job raising the movie's temperature and luring Bond out of his shell...
...Berry has been his usual self, locking down wide receivers with such efficiency that opponents rarely bother to throw in his direction anymore. Somehow he’s managed three interceptions anyway...
...create realism.Even though House holds a cane and is addicted to Vicodin, he still isn’t as old or insane as he would need to be to have completed so many specialty courses in medical school. A ripe, obnoxiously saucy bachelor at middle age, House is somehow a cardiologist, epidemiologist, radiologist, neurologist, orthopedic surgeon, dermatologist, endocrinologist, pulmonologist, gynecologist, and psychiatrist, in addition to being versed in a few other specialties, sprinkled in for good measure. There is no other way to put it; the show is completely unrealistic. Noah Wyle may be a pretty boy, but after years...
...former assistant Secretary of the Interior, fear Crist and company "are going to have a struggle getting the right wing of the party to concede that the country is only moderately conservative now." But Reed adds that in order to survive - especially if Obama and the Democrats can somehow navigate the country out of the current crisis - the GOP needs to recognize that a growing number of the governors gathered in Miami this week won their statehouses by steering away from the rabid right. In 2005, Crist, then Florida's attorney general, declined to help Governor Jeb Bush and religious...
...Redline inbound to Braintree. In many ways it was the usual Wednesday afternoon subway crowd: tiny Asian grandmothers clutching shopping bags, girls in leggings lost in their iPod worlds, thirty-somethings in scrubs who got on and off at Charles MGH. But the black passengers seemed changed, somehow. Maybe it was the young black man wearing a shirt of the type that usually has a hip-hop artist plastered across its front, only Tupac’s face was replaced by Barack Obama’s. Or maybe it was the black woman who sat in the seat across from...