Word: whined
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Eventually the speech of this renowned oracle, this spirit medium for dead plants, became just so much background noise--like the pounding of the surf, or the whine of a chainsaw. The only bits of excitement were the occasional long periods of silence, each one of which caused me to look up from my notes, half-expecting it to be followed by a dull thud and a cry for oxygen or a taxidermist...
...legislative year cranks up, the whine of special pleaders resonates thoughout the Capitol...
Hanks has devised a snooty accent (he sounds as if he were born with a silver potato in his mouth) and a way of likably parodying almost Ayn Randian selfishness. Candy again shows that he is a resourceful character comedian. Wilson neatly captures the priggish whine of middle-class idealism and its potential for redemption through experience and common sense. Each reflects the controlling intelligence of the film's writers and director, who want to celebrate the antic resourcefulness of American individualism while satirizing the gaseous platitudes that are too often used to motivate and justify it and sometimes corrupt...
...THOUGH Willie's slurp were squashed into a shuffle and a whine. But Eddie's not an unlikeable guy; he's like an animated buffer zone. Eva, played with unself-conscious allure by Eszter Balint (formerly of the Hungarian Squat Theatre), is the film's discoverer of America. Her rare moments of enthusiasm are moments of anticipation: when she finally gets "there" (New York, Florida, Ohio) she basically discovers the meaning of disappointment. As four guide for the day, she points to a scene with an iron fence and a snowstorm and says, "Well, this is it. Eake Erie...
...internal maze of deflectors and scruples. He displayed a genius for undoing his successes. In any case, he had no political traction. For some reason, people heard not so much the substance of his words as his voice, an instrument that tended to reduce his strongest convictions to a whine. Maybe it was the upper Midwest talking, the boyhood as a Norwegian minister's son. In the vibrations of his voice, like wind through fence wire on a gray day, one heard the coming of a Minnesota winter...