Word: deadpanned
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...psyches, much less diagnoses. Moppets of the Depression and before were uncomplicated, hardy imps, ravenous Little Rascals and ruddy-faced Katzenjammers of simple wants and slapstick antics. Schulz's Dr. Spock-era kids brought cartoons into the age of psychiatric help, 5[cents] at a time. Reflective, neurotic and deadpan, they were to their predecessors what Bob Newhart was to Moe Howard. They were children of postwar prosperity, a time when Americans could afford to have anxieties instead of fears. They played Beethoven; they parked in front of the TV; they cradled security blankets. (They played baseball too, but they...
...better shows," says one CCTV worker with a deadpan expression...
...welcome to debate the violence and the presentation of a Southern black (Jeffrey Wright, impeccably conflicted) fighting for the flag of slavery. But for all the period dressings, this could be a deadpan study of why kids in Sarajevo, Belfast or South Central pick up guns and start spraying the street. And for all the carnage, Lee's tone is contemplative. He pines for those quiet moments when a wounded man can sit holding a baby, the newborn sucking on the man's nubbin of a blasted-off finger...
With his ice-white wig and his freon-filled veins, Warhol and his deadpan cool spoke volumes about the new, acquisitive culture suddenly exploding in the '60s, buoyed by the youthful confidence of the Kennedys' Camelot. Yanked up in voltage and turned garishly hip, Warhol's iconic images of Jackie after J.F.K.'s murder, and his tabloid pictures of cars crashed and suicides, replaced dignity with glitz, marrying starstruck glamour to grisly death. Nothing since has seemed so electric and shallow, so perfect a mirror of what was happening to the state of America's spirit. The soulfulness of Pollock...
...inherently funny about two people being romantically thwarted for nearly two decades, Waiting turns, page by careful page, into a deliciously comic novel. Ha Jin, who left his native China in 1985 to study at Brandeis University and then remained in the U.S., tells this tale in an impeccably deadpan manner. He casts a wise, rather than a cold, eye on his characters' struggles, both with an inflexible social system and their own weaknesses. With two earlier collections of stories and a novella, Ha Jin attracted notice as a guide to a world few outside China know. His first novel...