Word: whining
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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While Mo Rocca '91 was the ideal nerdy Seymour in the Pudding's production of Little Shop of Horrors last semester, his twangy whine and flightiness are ill-suited to Cafe Ole proprietress Fanny L. Hall...
...Honeymooners or the bite of All in the Family. And Barr, a veteran of comedy clubs, grins at too many of her own jokes. With its surefire time period (following ABC's hit Who's the Boss?), the show stands a good chance of success, but the days of whine and Roseanne could soon grow tiresome...
Daisy Miller, only shriller. That's how European filmmakers have often pictured the American woman. In Luc Besson's The Big Blue, Arquette has to whine, pout, plead, giggle, all to get the attention of an otherworldly deep- ( sea diver (Jean-Marc Barr). But he has eyes only for dolphins and, vagrantly, for his fiercest competitor (Jean Reno). Two men dive to the depths -- and, perhaps, the death -- while she stays behind and paints Barr's apartment. Arquette has always looked like the last wanton of Woodstock, taunting the zippered-up '80s with her lithe carnality. But here...
...pull the blankets toward ourselves, perestroika will freeze. What is done in the name of protecting one's cushy armchair isn't ideology, it's cushiology. Between the pro-perestroikers and the anti-perestroikers, unfortunately, there is a large group I call the "oikers." They're the ones who whine constantly about the lack of sugar and other things but do not lift a finger to stop those who want to kill perestroika. It is time people understood that there are not two separate perestroikas -- one material and one political. Without defending democracy, there's no point in demanding democracy...
Villages on Missouri's Black River like Lesterville and Centerville used to be oases of tranquillity, the destination of weekend canoeists, tube floaters and fishermen. No longer. All too often the solitude of the Ozarks wilderness is shattered these days by the whine and rumble of powerful engines. The river's banks are littered with mountains of discarded beer cans, used Pampers and empty motor-oil cans. A steady stream of pickup trucks rolls through village streets hauling trailers loaded with all-terrain vehicles, heading for the river's edge. Locals call it "the Invasion...