Word: wordless
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 2000-2009
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...rest of us recover from the latest verbal landslide. I wish, for example, there were a few more scenes like that of the narrator’s Uncle Fernando air-dropped into a remote and impoverished Native American community. The near-lunar landscape, its equally alien and wordless inhabitants, and the echoes of pre-Colombian rite and myth manage, for nine pages, to hold in thrall the “civilized” characters and, I suspect, Fuentes himself. Even more stunning are Fuentes’ descriptions of the overlooked wonders of the human body. An elbow, the parting...
...Stars From the first few bass-heavy seconds of resounding keyboards on “Z”’s opener “Wordless Chorus,” My Morning Jacket establishes a vastly different record from 2003’s guitar-rock-oriented “It Still Moves.” As the track draws to a close, singer/guitarist Jim James channels Elton John’s howling vocals over a tight soul-funk rhythm. The most remarkable thing about James’ trademark voice is that he does not even need to sing actual...
...snubbers to take the rebound out the springs." The scenes with Walt and Skeezix together are filled with genuine warmth that seems almost totally absent from many of today's family entertainments. King would even occasionally sacrifice a gag just for the sake of creating a mood. One remarkable, wordless strip shows silhouettes of the two inside a tent, as Walt wakes up in the night to feed the baby. That's it. Just like life...
...promise that preserves the right of refusal. A kiss is mute, and highly articulate. It involves a brief fusion of two heads, the head being the residence of mind and soul. The mouth is simultaneously the front office of language and of hunger. The kiss is a wordless articulation of desires whose object lies in the future, and somewhat to the south...
...dreams, recounted by Freudians in the city where he practiced. Some are chillingly literal and hint of worse horrors yet to come: one woman, speaking in German of a pleasure jaunt, appears to mention Dachau, where the Nazis built a concentration camp. Most striking, however, are the wordless tableaux: the supple blond man who, with boots on his hands, gracefully mimes both partners in an act of love; the soldiers who maintain a drumming kick step even when facedown on the floor; the snow that sifts to earth as Europe spins toward war. In Vienna, the delights are unearthly...