Word: sunlights
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...density of CO2 increases, the gas acts somewhat like a one-way mirror. Rays of life-giving sunlight can pierce it, heating the surface of the earth. But when this heat is radiated back by the ground in the form of longer infra-red waves, it is screened by the CO2, which absorbs it, thereby raising its own temperature and that of the ground. This so-called greenhouse effect is dependent on the concentration of atmospheric CO2: the greater the amount, the warmer the earth may become...
...collection of period--piece furnishings, is both imaginative and functional. The props and lighting, which more often than not go overlooked in other shows, happily receive the proper attention here. The Subject Was Roses appears to thrive on detail: the authentic circa-1946 long-necked Ballantine bottles and the sunlight streaming in through the kitchen window during the morning scenes clearly illustrate the company's technical competence...
...present pejorative sense of needlessly digging out past personal scandals of celebrities, but in the sense of following the fine old tradition of the crusading journalist seeking out corruption or abuse of power wherever it may occur and exposing that evil to the timeless cure of fresh air and sunlight. His book brings out a creeping fascism: in what he sees as a slow rise in scientists' and physicians' willingness to regard human beings simply as biological mechanisms in a larger social machine, and to value the efficiency of the overall machine above the dignity and autonomy of individual humans...
...lovers half their age before making a beeline for each other; Lechat's daughter (Christine Laurent) marries his partner (Philippe Leotard) right after their first blind date. Though Lelouch is too discreet to show any of these couples in bed, he composes his own eroticism out of Normandy sunlight, knowing glances and Francis Lai's typically catchy musical score...
...begins reading Samuelson or Campbell or Marx or whoever--but reaching the end of the page she realizes that the words have slid over her eyes like soft-boiled eggs on a white plastic plate. She begins again with renewed fervor and determination. And once more, the glint of sunlight on the river, the bouncing body that jogs by, the red girl playing a congo drum with Mao plastered on its side, the frisbee that nearly breaks her nose, distract her already wavering concentration...