Word: zeitgeists
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...more. Put on the Willie Nelson record. Turn up Aaron Copland's Appalachian Spring. Woody Guthrie will do fine too, and even John Philip Sousa is permissible. The Zeitgeist has turned zesty. The U.S. is at peace, and between rising employment and fading inflation, the economy is aglow. Americans are feeling more sanguine and comfortable about their country than they have felt in two decades. A rebirth of the American spirit, as Carter dearly hoped five summers ago? It sure feels like it. Even the walkouts called against General Motors last weekend were reluctant and selective (see ECONOMY & BUSINESS...
...penis-envy described by peace activist Helen Caldicott, is matched by Rick and his friends' contradictory vision of the female. Rick cheers when the auto-mechanic raises a toast to "women with big tits" but through deep self-examination is led to reject the ephemeral and ultimately self-destructive zeitgeist of his own sex drive (read: the arms race...
...learned enough, anyway, to understand that her debutante splash would have been unthinkable only a few years ago. But these days it is once again fashionable to flaunt the traditional, frivolous perquisites of wealth and class. Fortunately for Cornelia, the Zeitgeist turned conservative just as she came of age. "Debutantes ..." she sighs. "It's a wonderful tradition. I'm glad it's coming back more and more now, not Like in the '60s." Cornelia was born on Thanksgiving Day 1963, six days after President Kennedy was killed. "During the '60s, there were all those revolutions...
Life, Death, the Zeitgeist, and above all the tragic though profitable condition of being a Great Artist. It is big, and stuffed with clunky references to other Great Art, from Caravaggio to Joseph Beuys. Its imagery is callow and solemn, a Macy's parade of expressionist bric-a-brac: skulls, bullfights, crucifixes, severed heads. It includes portraits of the likes of Baudelaire, Artaud, Burroughs and other connoisseurs of crisis. It serves up, by implication, the image of Schnabel himself as a young Prince of Aquitaine, albeit a Texan one, sleepless with memory and disillusion, contemplating the wrenched spare parts...
...once a year (Breaking Away, Melvin and Howard, Atlantic City), Diner is a microscope-not a megascope-movie, as admirable for what it avoids as for what it accomplishes. Writer-Director Barry Levinson looks back on the Eisenhower era with affectionate understanding, and without straining for apocalyptic climaxes or Zeitgeist generalizations. He is content to observe these five guys who congregate late each night at the Fells-Point Diner, content to display them in all their modest, wisecracking, friend-loving glory. An evening at Diner is like a night at the diner. The air is heavy with cigarette smoke...