Word: descending
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...picturesque and placid farm town of 683 people in southwest Georgia is being buried beneath the detritus of the commercialized American presidency. Worse, jealousy and avarice are turning the townspeople against one another as they attempt to capitalize on-or somehow endure-the 5,000 tourists a day who descend upon them. Jimmy Carter's brother Billy summed it up for TIME Correspondent Stanley Cloud: "The town is just too small to accommodate all this. I don't see how it can survive...
Throughout its three hours, the film strives for operatic, spectacular effects. Some of the results are aesthetically stunning: at the end of an opera in Dreyden, the huge candle-laden silver chandeliers descend glowing white, gold and silver from the ceiling. Lowered past the grey arches of the boxes, they throw black shadows upwards. Below, dark figures in cocked hats wait, holding huge semicircular fans of metal. Waving these, they fan out the chandeliers. When the hall is darkened, they hoist the fans over their shoulders and march out, footsteps echoing rhythmically. The whole scene is the elaborate artifice...
...when it comes right down to it, we have no choice: we must beg, cajole, tempt, propitiate, and otherwise urge out professors to pause for a moment, to descend from the high loft of prestige, and to show a little understanding. As my roommate gently put it, "I think the faculty forgets that the college exists solely for us." I don't want the students to become as selfish as the faculty appears to be; that would accomplish nothing. Only compromise can resolve the calendar and Reading Period dilemma, but when one side refuses to moderate its views or simply...
Finally one morning, Margulis got the order for the chicken sandwiches that Hughes [always asked for when he] was going off on a plane. [Margulis] made up a packet, along with the mandatory bottle of Poland water, and helped Hughes descend from his hideout down the service elevator to the hotel garage. With his snap-brim hat and his leather jacket, the man who had broken the round-the-world flight record almost forty years earlier boarded an old Daimler limousine and went off to relive the joys of long-gone days...
...once does this slightly preposterous histriography descend to boffo-ness. With a less surrealistic touch Borowczyk maintains the same tenor of classy send-up that Bunuel attained throughout most of The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie. Dissected a bit more, the whole business might be interpreted as a restless and repressed Victorian fantasy. But let's refrain from spoiling with pretentious theories a film that makes such good fun of its own pretentious style. Call Story of Sin a paean to romanticism in reverse. And take with a grain of salt its subject matter: the exquisite fruitness...