Word: wows
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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David Loya, a lab technician, holds up a sheet of copper (90? per lb.) and says to a friend: "Wow! Did you ever see the kitchen hood I built from this stuff?" Musing about copper planters, he stacks up a roll of Nalgene chemical-resistant plastic, and a couple of xenon flash tubes used to trigger ruby lasers. "It's fascinating what you can do with these," he gloats. "You can make a short-duration light-pulsing device." For fun? "Oh, yeah...
...need a five-beam oscilloscope? Nobody on earth has as much stuff as I do, and I'm not sure technology has any value at all." He pauses to admire a high-speed camera that takes 1,000 frames a second. "You can watch dynamite explode. Wow! So what? Does it feed more people?" He edges around a high-voltage power supply. "This stuff is under reinforced concrete. If the Bomb goes, the little green men will find the largest time capsule in Los Alamos.'' -By Jane O'Reilly
...previously cast her as the noble loser; here she shows that those emblems of vulnerability can hide reserves of humor and resilience. This is a wonderfully American kind of acting: technically resourceful, but unforced and radiant. Heart Like a Wheel is a pretty darn good movie, but Bonnie Bedelia-wow...
...grow in the public eye. I still think of myself as a stand-up comedian, a performer, not a movie actor. Certainly not, at this point, a movie star. I do still get a kick out of seeing myself on a movie screen, 30 ft. high, though the oh-wow-I'm-in-a-movie period has left me. Some day, I'd like to produce and direct pictures. But the biggest kick is thinking that 50 years from now, people might be watching me on the Channel 9 late movie after Joe Franklin, and commenting...
...Wow! Nifty! Eek! Gosh! Lookit! Oh boy! Those unique, familiar chirrups and chortles of gustatory delight are wafting through the kitchen once more as cameras record another salivant television series by Julia Child. The wood-notes wild, the vibrato delivery, the blue-eyed conspiratorial beam have changed little since the first segment of The French Chef went out over the Boston area's WGBH-TV on Feb. 11, 1963. Only this time, as the camera closes in on stockpot and saute pan, cleaver and colander, the mistress of cuisine is not demonstrating the joy of Gallic cooking. Dinner...