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...have got the group's name "subliminally" from a long-ago child's game: put your hands inside a covered box and guess what's inside. If their music were a guessing game, you could, inside the Feelies, grab on to the vintage strains of the mesmeric Velvet Underground and strong traces of up-to-the-minute bands like R.E.M. What is fresh about the Feelies is the kind of sardonic innocence they bring to tunes like What Goes On and Undertow. Anyone who hears this new album will feel good first but think about it later...
...admirer of "that kind of drone quality" that was the rhythmic core of the Velvet Underground, Mercer works on Feelies material at home, on his own, then brings it in for his four partners to "mold to the melody." "Glenn writes the lyrics, though," says Million. "We don't ask him what they mean." Witty and oblique, as if they just slid off the edge of a tilted brainpan, the lyrics snuggle into niches tucked neatly inside the guitar- fueled rhythms that sound like rock for a trance state...
...works and goodwill tours, and a Medal of | Freedom from the President, the 71-year-old star is finally ready to cede the spotlight. As proof, he records a chance meeting with a beautiful admirer. "I suck in my gut, puff out my chest, slap a bicep. In a velvet voice, she says, 'Wow! Michael Douglas's father!' " Issur should live so long...
...Tiger" Russo (Dean Stockwell), Angela moves to a scuzzy Manhattan flat and makes friends with a nice guy named Mike (Matthew Modine). He's an FBI agent on a Mob detail, but what does this vulnerable widow know? As the camera tiptoes closer, Angela pours out her valentine-on-velvet heart. Tony this, Frank that, life sure does stink. And at the precise intersection of streetwise agony and Method acting -- the very moment at which an actress is expected to secure her Oscar nomination -- Michelle Pfeiffer crosses her eyes...
...blue eyes. And they spoke the King's English: King James', with an assist from any screenwriter willing to gussy up his fustian. In these prim tones, the heart's revolution that Jesus preached became an Oxford don's lecture, and his ghastly, redemptive death a tableau painted on velvet...