Word: stared
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...enter. Even our conversations sounded like dramatic movie fights. Once she took me into the kitchen to scold me about something and I politely excused myself in German to buzz in a friend who had come to recover the cell phone he had lent me. She turned her cold stare upon me and declared, in halting English without a hint of questioning, “Oh, you have guests...
...With the revelations made in the past week, Americans ought to wonder whether they have ever actually seen this president stare down a storm on his own, and whether he has ever, with the privilege of principle and information on his side, overruled the bleak drumbeat of his éminence grise. And, if not, we may be forced to ask if he is instead merely a overgrown boy, coasting along a dark sea—full of bravado, without a care, and with...
HYPNOTIST Stare into the eyes of a Loretta Lux portrait long enough, and you're bound to feel both completely mesmerized and completely spooked. Lux's starkly pale, prepubescent subjects haunt the viewer from inside the image as if they were hiding some terrible secret. Remarkably captivating yet exceedingly eerie--the formula has turned the German photographer into an art-world phenom, earned her the coveted Infinity Award for Art from the International Center of Photography and made her a millionaire...
...renewed colors do more than add vibrancy; they help Goya tell his story. Released from decades of yellowed varnish, a tiny white spot in The Second of May draws the gaze to a horse's muzzle, and from there, up to the animal's penetrating eyes, which stare at the viewer in terrified accusation, as if to say, "Look at what you've done." Bloodspecked bodies crumpled at the bottom of each painting now form a single visual line and provide a graphic reminder that the French massacre of "innocent" militiamen occurred only after the Spanish had slaughtered their share...
...general direction of Smithereens. He catches a couple men in the back. Others' brains splatter the walls in homage to Jackson Pollock's red period. After planting evidence on one of the deceased, Ludlow finds a cramped wall recess, with two girls trussed up and cowering inside. They stare up at him trembling, wondering what's he got in mind. "It's OK," he whispers...