Word: utterings
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...moment, U.S. policy on Iran was in a state of utter perplexity. One measure of how sensitive the situation was: neither Secretary of State Cyrus Vance, en route to the Middle East, nor most other high-level Administration officials wanted to say anything at all on the subject-on or off the record. Over the past few months, the U.S. has offered a variety of suggestions to the Shah, all designed to encourage him to press on with his liberalization campaign. For the long term, the Administration tends to favor the idea of a transition to constitutional monarchy in Iran...
...Lamar College pairing of Bill Israelson and Mike Michalka, who fired rounds of 67 and 66, won the tournament. The Harvard duo finished in utter oblivion...
However, George's concern right now is with the team's success. He said last night, referring to the effect of the big win, "Maybe this is the lift for us." Maybe so. Let's all hope so. But, at any rate, George is the utter most...
...ultimately, I did get home to New York for Christmas eve, arriving barely half an hour before midnight. Family and friends judged from the gifts I had brought home that I had become an utter wastrel, but on Christmas morning I remembered a more severe case than myself, and phoned Boston to find out where Namo was, and what I could do for him. And so, when Namo awakened on Christmas Day in the Charles Street Jail, it was a candygram from me that first greeted...
When dealing with bedrock matters of story and character, Paradise Alley is an utter mess. Stallone's two co-stars are blanks on the screen; their personal metamorphoses are too sketchily written and acted to have any impact. The men's love interests (Anne Archer, Joyce Ingalls, Aimee Eccles) are all crassly conceived stereotypes; there is even a hooker with a heart of gold. Whatever credibility exists in the screenplay is soon destroyed by Stallone's direction. Paradise Alley is a cinematic minefield of bizarre transitions, cryptic anecdotes, continuity lapses and mushy dissolves. Despite Laszlo Kovacs...