Word: grandeur
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...shed the appelations "Chair" and "Vice-Chair" in favor of "President" and "Vice President" for its officers, Gabay still referred to himself as a prospective Chair at the Friday debate. Either he simply didn't remember the new name, or he just wasn't taken in by delusions of grandeur that caused the change. Nothing about the job has changed, and no clear reason was given for the change last semester. At least they didn't rename Gabay's former office "Secretary of the Treasury...
...greatest hit, The Phantom of the Opera. Normal life is lived in company, the two shows say, but great passion demands an almost secluded privacy. If leaving reality for fantasy is demented, it is a noble madness. If hothouse love flashes into possessive violence, that only proves its poetic grandeur...
...river has its romance. Explorers once thought it could provide a quick path to China. Walt Whitman said the Mediterranean was its only rival in grandeur. T.S. Eliot, who was born in St. Louis, was surely inspired by the Mississippi when he referred to a river in his poem The Dry Salvages as "a big strong brown god." But poetry isn't appropriate at times like these. "You can't say the river is very charitable," says a tract attributed to Mark Twain, perhaps the Mississippi's most famous observer. "Except for the fact that the streets are quiet . . ., there...
Branagh is a trollop for art. His bold mission is to ensure that everybody -- everybody on this planet for whom Shakespeare is unknown or a school punishment -- gets it, gets the power and the humor of the poetry, if not its unabridged grandeur. So he encourages Michael Keaton to play Dogberry, the lame-brained lawman, as a veritable triumvirate of Stooges -- all spitting and farts and head butts and scrotum grabbing. He wants similarly capitalized emotions from the romantic leads. Go bigger, higher, grander, clearer, he tells them. Speak loud if you speak love...
Today Zhang Yimou is China's ambassador to sophisticated moviegoers. He is a world-class artist who gives his films (Red Sorghum, Ju Dou, Raise the Red Lantern) heartbreak and visual grandeur. But people do not see Zhang's films so much as they read them, like fortune cookies, for signs and omens about the interior life of a forbidden country. Forbidden to him as well: the Chinese authorities have withheld release of some of his films. And yet Zhang still works in his homeland, against all odds and with great grace. Just like the heroine of his spare...