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...America's European allies following the military crackdown in Poland. In addition, critics claim, she has not been a particularly adept U.N. Ambassador. Yet, as the only woman in the Cabinet and as the most prominent neo-Conservative in the Administration, Kirkpatrick remains politically valuable. Unfortunately, the spat between her and Haig not only diminishes the effectiveness of both officials but raises substantial questions about the direction and intent of U.S. foreign policy...
...advisers to the armed forces and state security apparatus. At a suburb outside Managua last week, a local resident pointed to some comfortable-looking villas under construction. "See those?" he said. "They're not for us. They're not for 'the people.' They're for the Cubans." He spat out the words...
...Tour's tone was deep, soft, mournful, Anne Bancroft's is a fierce wail. She slips into the upper register of emoting-angry shrugs, haughty profiles, spat-out defiance-and stays there. The result is that Bancroft has nowhere to go when, at the end of each act, she needs to escalate into the play's most demanding scenes. Surely her approach is the one Director William Friedkin wanted; his work in films (The French Connection, The Exorcist) is notable for its harrowing power, not its subtlety. This leaves Max von Sydow, as the doctor, to prowl...
Jake is writing a book about "the moral and ethical disintegration of the American dream," and Grownups seems shackled to that thesis. For few explicable reasons, Jake and Louise crush each other in a rockslide of a marital spat that rivals the venom but not the wit of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?ln an explosive but faintly ludicrous finale, all the family pieties are blasted and blasphemed...
...head shaved as if recuperating from a Nazi lobotomy. Punk admits to no past; it anticipates no future. And the present is only impulse-the 300 heartbeats a minute of the raucous new rock. This music is rigorously monotonous, a mantra of bully nihilism; the lyrics are surrealist graffiti, spat out indistinctly. Director Spheeris occasionally supplies English subtitles for these messages from a lost world. In interviews she plays the sympathetic den mother to these kids barely out of their teens, and they respond, most of them, with patience and decorum. In assembling these chilling images, Spheeris has followed...