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Word: sourly (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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Novemberfest is a sour tale of divorce...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Magazine Contents Page | 11/14/1994 | See Source »

...University of New Hampshire, tries to air out his novel with long, wistful passages recounting Glen's bittersweet entanglement with a married German woman when he was a young soldier. These sections work as a love story but, told in retrospect, simply point toward the hero in sour middle age. Scenes of the Berlin Wall coming down are clumsily atmospheric; East Germany is free and Glen at last has his divorce, but the connection is stagy. Maybe the moral is, Write about what you know, sure, except if what you know is that your wife's lawyer is a lizard...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BOOKS: Divorce Trial | 11/14/1994 | See Source »

That is all changing. The swift success of both Campion's protofeminist film and Nyman's lush, haunting score (more than 1.5 million CDs sold to date) has meant far fewer puffy noses and sour faces. Previously, Nyman was best known for the music he wrote for the idiosyncratic director Peter Greenaway (The Cook The Thief His Wife & Her Lover) and for his own superb 1987 opera, The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat, based on Oliver Sacks' best-selling book about neurological disorders. On a recent tour of North America with his 10- piece chamber orchestra...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MUSIC: Minimalist to the Max | 11/14/1994 | See Source »

...wider acceptance. "I've had to contend with a certain amount of envy and puffy-nosed disapproval," he says. "I can do a concert at Festival Hall in London and get a standing ovation, which doesn't happen much in new music. And there will always be a few sour-faced critics who sit around puzzled and angered and mystified...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MUSIC: Minimalist to the Max | 11/14/1994 | See Source »

...older than me but not as big as me. He started picking on me at school one day when I was in the eighth grade. And I felt sort of sorry for him, because I knew he had a difficult life, and he was always kind of in a sour mood. And I let him throw a hit on me. He walked home one day; I was walking home from school. I bet that fellow followed me for 30 minutes trying to hit me on the shoulder. And finally I turned around and decked...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Blending Force with Diplomacy: Bill Clinton | 10/31/1994 | See Source »

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