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Perhaps the most important imaginative relationships in young Dali's life were with people, not paintings: the poet Federico Garcia Lorca and the future filmmaker Luis Bunuel. United in their loathing of bourgeois convention -- Dali and Lorca coined the term putrefact for any stale idea or piece of kitsch that offended their nostrils -- the three were, in fact, very different creatures. Bunuel never lost his anarchic iconoclasm, whereas middle age ended Dali's; but the films they made together (An Andalusian Dog, 1929, and The Golden Age, 1930) remain classics of provocation. For a few years, Lorca and Dali found...
...does not cut loose vocally as he did in Into the Woods, this is an amazing turnaround for Bell and Bowman, who mounted Broadway's truly brainless if brief musical flop, the gender-swapping castle fantasy A Change in the Heir, in 1990. Where that air was stale, this is irrepressibly fresh and fizzy...
...house inCape Cod," Matt says. It's noon on a Wednesdayafternoon, and Matt is visibly high. His eyes, notnormally sparking and bright, are scrunched upinto little red balls. When I went up to his room,he came out giggling, and the whole Fat Day housesmelled of slightly stale pot smoke...
...Fund is nonetheless formidable in that it has almost singlehandedly stonewalled the efforts of many Mcbusinesses from entering the square. If it weren't for the Fund, we could be enjoying Dunkin Donuts in the Garage by now. Instead, our doughnuts are going stale in court...
Time: the early 21st century. Scene: the First Church of Christ, Smoker, the only place where nicotine addicts can find sanctuary in a society that has declared their pastime illegal. Communicants file up to the altar rail for a long drag on a cigarette -- a precious, stale relic from the last carton of Marlboros sold before the U.S. government banned smoking in 1997. The priest blesses the faithful, they cough in response, and all exeunt to today's hymn, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes...