Word: loudmouthed
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...Johnny Bench model, 30-ouncer) that I made sure was always properly placed in our team's equipment bag. I almost hit my only real home run (you know, when the ball actually goes into the trees on no bounces) with it. The pitcher was this short loudmouth who looked like Emmanuel Lewis with a James Brown hairdo. I hit the ball into the center field trees and began my first true home run trot, just like the big leaguers. But as I rounded second, the umpire told me to stop, ruling that the ball bounced into the trees...
MOST of all, there's Valvano, professor of "the Art of the Big Con 101." A liar, a cheat, a turncoat, a PR mastermind--this is not the funny loudmouth we saw on CBS looking for someone to hug after winning the NCAA championship...
This time, Edward Asner (Lou Grant) achieves the seemingly impossible by overplaying the loudmouth junkyard magnate Harry Brock, who is eight parts tyrant to one part teddy bear. Madeline Kahn (Oh Madeline) gets laughs as his fed-up mistress who sets out to acquire couth and literacy, but cute faces and cunning timing do not add up to a believable person. As the crusading journalist who sets out to trap Brock and woo away his woman, Daniel Hugh Kelly (Hardcastle and McCormick) seems lobotomized. Only Franklin Cover (The Jeffersons), as a sozzled, shopworn and sardonic Washington fixer, evokes a credible...
COMING to America is the movie one always suspected Eddie Murphy could make if he would only put some thought and effort into it: a movie in which he doesn't try for laughs by coasting upon the established pan-offending loudmouth persona that has carried him through his last seven or so films, a movie that displays the range of his heretofore latent talents. In short, a movie in which he plays a character other than "Eddie Murphy," a movie in which he acts...
This is the sort of guff one can hear on The Morton Downey Jr. Show, yet it is one of the perverse pleasures of reading Fussell that he can play the loudmouth and the egghead with equal relish. One of his models is George Orwell, who hid his social pedigree and erudition behind a blunt style that shook comfortable perceptions with irony and contradictions. When Fussell goes to the races at the Indianapolis Speedway, for example, he begins with the standard derisive sociology about the "middles" in the reserved seats and the black-leather set that gathers in the muddy...