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...collection of irreverent thumbnail descriptions of British politicians written by Manchester Evening News Correspondent Andrew Roth. In Roth's updated pocket guide, Andrew Faulds, a Labor M.P. and former actor, is dismissed as "tall, bearded, rude, sextrovert." Conservative Leader Margaret Thatcher rates a more splendid oxymoron: "blonde, stainless-steel Dresden china." Liberal Leader Jeremy Thorpe is characterized as a "middlebrow, U.S.-style show-biz politician." Because almost a quarter of the 635 seats in the Commons changed during last year's two elections, Roth's directory has grown increasingly useful to Parliament watchers. His only concession...
...What a fruitcake!" young Frankstein cries out in disbelief. He is quickly seduced, though, by the siren call of Victor's madness and is soon trying to reproduce the experiments. He is aided by a shapely but vacant assistant called Inga (Teri Garr) and by the stainless-steel housekeeper Frau Blucher, played by Cloris Leachman, who does a skillful and witty parody on the Judith Anderson role in Hitchcock's Rebecca...
Charnley, a surgeon at England's Wrightington Hospital in Wigan, was not the first physician to replace part of the hip's ball-and-socket joint. Doctors had long been substituting a stainless-steel ball for the head of the femur, or thighbone. But even after the introduction of better bone cements eliminated one problem-the tendency of the new head to work loose-the results of the operation were often unsatisfactory. Because body fluids provided inadequate lubrication and even corroded the implants, friction between the ball and its socket caused both to wear...
...Greenberg's whim, some irrevocably. Flat paint can be resprayed, but some of Smith's polychrome works were painted in a splashy, brushy manner-a handwriting that can no more be restored than the excited scribbles he made with a grinder on the skin of his stainless-steel pieces...
...cachet of pop has gone, and many of its artifacts now look tenuous. It cannot be long before some enterprising museum (the Metropolitan?) opens a '60s Period Room, to go with its transplanted Louis Quinze paneling and reassembled colonial parlor: a Wesselmann and a Warhol Marilyn on the stainless-steel walls, a coffee table strewn with multiples and macadarnia nuts, a Panther poster above the vinyl settee, and under the supergraphic in the corner a waxwork group of Henry Geldzahler hustling that week's trend to a slim, wrinkled matron in bandoleers and Courrèges boots...