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...seems to have trouble with comedy. Early attempts to wring bitter laughter out of assembly-line conditions and the financial woes of the three central figures (Richard Pryor, Harvey Keitel and Yaphet Kotto) do not entirely pay off. Still, these scenes help motivate the film's central incident, a robbery of their own union's safe in which the three turn up not the cash they wanted but a ledger hinting at various forms of venality and corruption. Their attempts to capitalize on the information are ambiguous: they would like to blackmail some money out of the union...
...America's presence in Vietnam, such as the New York Post. Though she alludes to the charges, she does not mention the most serious ones. The Post story reported that Burchett was well known to American prisoners of war in the north as the man who would try to wring phony confessions from them, using savage threats of force, and then doctoring their words for use in North Vietnamese propaganda. It would be a great understatement to say that many of the POWs retained a very lively disgust for this man, whom they thought a shameless lackey for a tyrannic...
...home. After the garden party when Higgins hugs all the laurels to himself, Eliza runs away to his mother's house. There they confront each other head on, finally recognizing their mutual lack of understanding. When Eliza, hurt and angry, says she will marry Freddy, Higgins answers "I'll wring your neck." "Wring away," Eliza says and the confrontation between Moynihan and Agush locks into place. But this time it is Higgins who yields. He realizes that she is bigger than the categories--poor girl to duchess--in which he has always placed...
This conclusion is both somber and ludicrous - and no one now writing can juggle these clashing qualities more adroitly than Roth. Also on display are other Roth virtues: an uncanny sense of pacing and an ear for dialogue that approaches perfect pitch. Roth can wring acid comedy from the dishrag of kitchen quarrels. Kepesh recalls a tandem tantrum he had with his wife: " 'I don't believe I am having this discussion,' she says. 'Life isn't toast!' she finally screams. 'It is!' I hear myself maintaining. 'When you sit down...
...trying to ingest as much of the tranquility as my cells would absorb. I thought briefly about re-inviting myself there for part of a summer. Perhaps someday I will. But right now I know I would tire of the timeless hills and mountain brooks and would eventually wring the neck of a rooster that woke me on a sleepy Sunday. Summer camping never managed to accustom me to outhouses; I will never adjust to life without steaming baths. But when we drove to the bus stop, in a cranky Vega smelling strongly of Bessie, I had a little more...