Word: grewing
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Dates: during 2000-2000
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...lieu of the hoopla surrounding American Beauty, the suburbs seems to be the hot choice of mise-en-scene for current American cinema. The trend seems to stem from Hollywood's contemporary writers and directors, who are the first generation who grew up in the decline of the suburban dream, the promise of two-kids and white picket fences. This modern American film landscape transforms the suburbs into a movie metaphor of malevolence underlying the pretense of normality. The Virgin Suicides, Sofia Coppola's directorial debut, although not a modern-day investigation of suburban life, explores this theme of banality...
Rawson began teaching at Harvard the same year he retired as well. He had coached as an assistant at MIT during the 1930s while still in boxing, and felt a deep connection to the city he grew...
...youngest sister, looking for a way - any way - to leave her small village in Greece. Nick was the 37-year-old man who, more than 15 years, before had left his house, less than a mile from her own, in a crisp, clean, official military uniform. She grew up hearing stories about George and Marika's son, the boy who completed his mandatory two years of service and then left Greece to join his older brother in America. There, he moved to Chicago's Greektown, worked at a variety of odd jobs, and years later, with middle-age looming, decided...
...grew up convinced that my parents' partnership grew out of a common, materialistic goal - a shared desperation to leave behind the rural poverty they had grown up with - rather than a desire to spend the rest of their lives with one another. They weren't high-school sweethearts like the parents of the girl who lived across the street. They didn't elope and get married in Las Vegas like the parents of my best friend in high school. They didn't celebrate their anniversaries with fancy dinners, diamonds that last forever or romantic getaways. When friends asked...
...Somewhere in the course of a 25-year marriage, my parents fell in love. They grew to see one another as more than just a partner they could pay off a mortgage with. Instead, the 19-year-old village girl and the 37-year-old bachelor had matured into people worth questioning nurses for, worth demanding second opinions for, worth protecting from hurried doctors and sloppy caretakers, worth spending nights in the emergency room for, worth putting their lives on hold...