Word: tearing
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Bond films, but aside from its inappropriteness, it's technically a cut-rate job. It is unspeakably bad. Who was responsible for this sequence? Who? I want to know his name. I can't believe it was Badham. Producer Walter Mirisch? Who? I want to know so I can tear out his throat, break his neck, impale him to the side of a boat, and butcher his baby...
Benjamin Britten: Spring Symphony (Soprano Sheila Armstrong, Mezzo Janet Baker, Tenor Robert Tear, St. Clement Danes School Boys' Choir, London Symphony Orchestra and Chorus, Andre Previn conductor, Angel). Berlin born and Hollywood bred, Previn continues to show a surprising flair for English music. Here he leads a zesty performance of a piece that, like so much English music, makes a strength of its provincialism: it has medieval and folk echoes, strikes a resolutely winsome and pastoral note, and is steeped in native literature (with settings of verses by poets from Herrick and Blake to Auden). Britten composed it when...
...terror. In a memorable display of baseball theater, Weaver last month waxed so wroth during a fight with an umpire that he literally tore up the rulebook. Recalls Weaver: "I said, 'If the rulebook doesn't mean anything, then let's just go ahead and tear it up.' And I did. Then I saw there was a chunk I missed, so I picked it up and tore...
...Nazis everywhere, some people only had time for death. But David Halloran, a derring-do American pilot, and Margaret Sellinger, a proper British wife, were special. David and Margaret had time for everything: for love, for death, for sex and, most of all, for tea. Hanover Street is the tear-dripping saga of this couple's tea-sipping romance in war-torn Europe. It is the kind of big-screen romance they just don't make any more. Why Columbia Pictures bothered to produce Hanover Street is the biggest mystery to cloud that company since the departure...
...beloved old movie (based in turn on the even more antique romantic novel by Anthony Hope). Doubtless that is what everyone originally intended. But either the story is so strong and appealing that it resists parody, or else the moviemakers did not, in the end, have the heart to tear its delicious old passions to. tatters-who can say? Anyway, the picture that has emerged is a mild diversion, agreeable but not very funny and not very exciting. Chucklesome is probably the word...