Word: sure
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...felt often, now, as if he were out in the middle of a foggy sound, in a weathered boat, with an old radio that kept drifting from station to station. To be sure, there was a lot of new stuff on. Madonna: slick and smart. Rap: angry, slangy and assaultive, good and righteous, but restrictive in its heat...
...strain in the music too, a self-consciousness about the energy, as if they were the oldest guys at the gym and trying to look good on the Nautilus. Rock 'n' roll may be their life -- and their business. It may come naturally to them still, but it sure doesn't come easy. That's what's different. That old winning smugness -- their magisterial self-assurance -- is gone. There's a lot of sweat in these songs...
James Baker and Dick Cheney loaded their tents, sleeping bags and fly rods onto packhorses last week and trekked into the Rockies for five days of trout fishing. Before they left Washington, they made sure the word was out among their colleagues: a Secretary of State and a Secretary of Defense who can go camping together in the high country of Wyoming can deliberate -- and even disagree -- along the banks of the Potomac without tearing an Administration apart...
...weaselly partner Carmine Tarantino (Michael V. Gazzo) and a slick, Rudolph Giuliani- style D.A. (Bob Gunton) with an eye to nailing Dino's hide on the front page. Saddle him with a dog-stealing wife (Brenda Vaccaro) and a devoted but ditsy mistress (Dianne Wiest). And do make sure his life finally depends on the skeptical love and untested intelligence of his daughter Carmela Maria Angelina Theresa Voltecki, a.k.a. Cookie (Emily Lloyd...
Well, they sure could have called it Weird. After all, the main characters in this bonkers biopic are two people John Belushi never met during his brief, explosive life: Bob Woodward, the actor's biographer, and John Belushi dead. You have to cherish the daredevil idiocy of a movie whose climax is a parody of Woodward's legendary deathbed chat with CIA director William Casey. The journalist visits the hotel room where Belushi took his fatal overdose and hallucinates an interview with the dying star. "Breathe for me, Woodward!" the samurai comic cries. And it's hard to hate...