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87th Precinct (NBC, 9-10 p.m.). PREMIERE of a new bullet series. Wherever the 87th precinct is, it looks familiar. Tonight the precinct's supersleuth finds a female corpse floating in the river with a mysterious tattoo on her hand...
...London TV studio, Enceinte Terrible Eartha Kitt, 33. slunk before the cameras in a gown considerably more billowy than her wonted tattoo-tight attire, but not billowy enough to conceal her six-month condition. Called upon to mount a stool for one of her numbers, the sultry South Carolina songstress found it a struggle, outraged Britain's myriad Mrs. Grundys (and snarled network telephone switchboards with carping calls) by chuckling: "Okay, Junior, this is the last engagement...
...gusts of Jean Anouilh, Marcel Ayme and Jean Giraudoux down to weak, cynical undertones of Elizabeth Taylor: "He's dead. Listen to me. I'm alive." It is a spoof of everything from waltzing toreadors to Tennessee Williams; and like the characters of Williams' The Rose Tattoo, Kopit's people are named with florid symbolism-Madame Rosepettle, Rosalie, Commodore Roseabove, Rosalinda the Fish-but without even the simplest clue to the possible significance of all the roses. Yet the sum of all this is more than derivative lampoon and parody. Full of primary humor and insight...
...first time since the last big blackout in 1959. In the subways, thousands of straphangers stood glued and helpless, while firedepartment emergency crews raced from building to building to extricate the sick and the pregnant (most hospitals resorted to emergency power). Somewhere on the West Side, a tattoo artist's needle died on the figure of a purpled nymph. On the streets, the customary traffic snarl tied itself into even worse knots as the traffic lights died; on the East River Drive, a man curbed his car, took off his coat and tie, and in the grand Walter Mitty...
...gets upset when he catches an accidental elbow in a scramble for a loose ball. Detroit's Walt Dukes (7 ft., 220 lbs.) has the sharpest elbows in the league, beats a painful tattoo on the heads of friend and foe alike. Used intentionally, however, the elbow can be a far more effective weapon than a punch. Says one coach on the ethics of elbowing: "It's perfectly all right for me to belt someone if he flagrantly holds me repeatedly when we're not fighting over the ball...