Word: staccatoed
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...Godard stumbles with his characterization, he stuns with his camera. His scencs are always precisely composed and his camera angles reveal intelligence and inventiveness. Nothing is superfluous; when sound is unecessary, the film runs in absolute silence. When a machine gun fires, the frames jump in the same staccato. The film is divided into tweive titled episodes; the exposure as well as the focus fades emphatically with the concluding line of each episode. Alternating sequences of an early Dreyer film clip and Godard's modern celluloid contrast sharply with each other...
...child's plastic song flute into his right nostril and trill out a brief duet. For a performer who took up the flute only three years ago, Kirk plays it with astonishing virtuosity. He can begin with a slow, throaty, lyrical blues, punctuate the piece with jagged staccato yelps of outrage, and then tap the stops with his fingers like a woodpecker beating...
...hypnotic $3,000 a week. Her two-hour act is as varied as the volunteers who participate, but the formula is always the same. Hypnoteuse Collins, rigged out in plunging neckline, black mesh stockings and assorted bangles, summons volunteers to the stage, where she addresses them in a staccato chant: "Your arms are getting very heavy, every muscle in your body is relaxed ..." Most of her customers go under like sounding marlins, but occasionally one balks. "What's your name?" Pat asked an actor-in-training recently. His answer was "Toby." No, he did not believe he was hypnotized...
...Silence of Death. The water was 8,400 ft. deep, and Harvey began easing down in a series of 100-ft. descents. As is normal in such dives, increasing water pressure set up a cacophony of staccato pops and grinding groans in the sub's hull. Routine messages flashed to Skylark on the surface. At 9:17 came the last message. It was garbled. But communications with deep-diving subs are always difficult, and the men on Skylark felt little concern...
...material for a work of art," he once wrote, "makes him somehow come alive to me." In his poems, the patients moved among the hard images of industrial New Jersey and the harder images of brutality the poet found there. His poems were like snapshots-rough, direct, staccato glimpses...