Word: exceptions
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Dates: during 1980-1980
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...something new" and "Ooooooh, and it's got me moving." In short, it's the Stones' finest statement yet of urban rootlessness and mutability, a world where nothing counts unless it's brand new and fast-moving, a gaseous world, a great nebula, where nothing is complete or permanent except New York's concrete garbage cans, where even "Dance" is only "Part...
...smaller scale--at home in front of my television screen, enjoying a private relationship with the camera (I kid myself that, like James Stewart in Rear Window, I am unseen); but there's something frightening about seeing your own harmless perversions enthusiastically endorsed by hundreds of people. Except these people didn't seem to want to question their responses. They seemed like the leering, drooling maniacs in the asylum scene of Brian Depalma's Dressed to Kill, applauding the strangulation and partial stripping of a nurse. The image is a sardonic joke and undoubtedly meant to mirror the audience...
HUMANOIDS FROM THE DEEP is an important movie--the first time I have ever seen the rapist in every male moviegoer come out of the closet. It was long overdue, since rape-and-murder occupies more entertainment time than any other subject except love. I don't think a night goes by without some prime-time detective battling a lady-killer, without shapely blondes and brunettes in tennis or go-go or hooker regalia done away with by nasty hitmen or mixed-up innocents who were teased by girls in high school...
Modestly spurning the trappings of power, Doe has stopped using Tolbert's presidential Mercedes-Benz limousine except for rare ceremonial, occasions. Instead, he drives around town hi a Chevrolet Chevette, sometimes heading out alone for late-night excursions. Doe is said to be wearying of the demands of political office. "If it were up to him, the soldiers would be back in the barracks by Christmas," says a friend...
...fashionably dressed owner of Manhattan's most chic West 57th St. emporium arrives late to most appointments, except the Wednesday-afternoon staff meetings in her elegantly spacious office. Gathered around her burnished Louis XV desk, some 20 directors and buyers bring forward the trendy products that they have scouted out from as far away as mountain villages in southern Italy or as near as a young designer's SoHo loft: cardigans in this fall's newest colors (baby pastels), crepe de Chine jumpsuits by Stephen Burrows, $85 knit caps from Paris. The show-and-tell sessions...