Word: whispers
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...home and his school, his parents and especially his friends-and making them shine like new. So every night he would tiptoe outside his ranch-style house and make a wish on the brightest star that he could see in the suburban sky. Over and over he would whisper, "Help me tell the story...
...spirits that infiltrate the home of an ordinary California family. E.T. The Extra-Terrestrial, which he devised and directed, tells of a creature from outer space who is mistakenly abandoned on earth and befriended by three school-age children. "Poltergeist is a scream," Spielberg says. "E. T. is a whisper." The first film means to thrill, the second to enthrall. Both succeed beyond anyone's expectations, perhaps even those of their prodigious creator...
This unpremeditated coupling seems natural enough; yet De Vries sets the moral equilibrium of an entire nation teetering in its aftermaths. These include pregnancy, mutual guilt, Tony's frightened vision of what marriage to his teacher might mean ("Would I be allowed to whisper and chew gum in the house?"). Before she goes home to bear his child in Kalamazoo, Miss Doubloon strikes a defiant pose on the balcony of her motel, where she has been exiled in disgrace from the boardinghouse. Like Hawthorne's adulterous heroine, the teacher wears a scarlet letter A on her chest, with...
...bride and groom have intimacies to whisper, there are private places for that. A wedding is public business. That is the point of it. The couple are not merely marrying one another. They are joining the enterprise of the human race. They are, at least in part, submitting themselves to the larger logics of life, to the survival of the community, to life itself. They enter into a contract with processes deeper than they can know. At the moment of their binding, they should subsume their egos into that larger business within which their small lyricisms become tinny and exhibitionistic...
...lantern jaw. His hair has lost that Wildroot sheen, and the brilliant red cape has turned a dirty maroon. Even the cape's bold insignia looks tarnished: the S coils like a sinister serpent. From every corner of the Big Apricot, citizens avert their eyes, hardly daring to whisper: Can this be ... Superman...