Word: weirdness
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...Wallace's wife, the late Governor Lurleen). Wallace, at 63, beat a well-heeled moderate Birmingham suburbanite, George McMillan. Alabama liberals wince at the choice available in November: either George Wallace or the Republicans' pistol-packing law-and-order Reaganite mayor of Montgomery, Emory Folmar. In the weird way that these things happen, Folmar, 52, is playing the part of the old George Wallace in this race, running against the new George Wallace, the aging and re-upholstered...
...whittles a soap gun in jail, only to have it dissolve in the rain, becomes the officiated symbol of Allen's early humor, heavily based on such lively incongruities. To suggest a more subtle gagging which marked Allen's work from the earliest, there is The Moose (1965), a weird parable of hunting and anti-Semitism which Jacobs humorlessly and painstakingly traces...
...center of the wide-screen frame. The trouble was that anything or anyone on the sides of the frame was ignominiously deleted. Actors would be dropped from a scene, dialogue would get turned into mystifying soliloquies, and mainstream commercial movies like Advise and Consent would be transformed into weird avant-garde exercises in which the disembodied voices of actors floated from opposite sides of the picture as the camera focused on a table between them. Other solutions, like cutting from the right side of a frame to the left within what was originally one shot, were so dislocating that they...
...Weird, heavy and polychrome, the 15-story Portland Building might be Sarastro's Temple of Isis magically transposed from some second-rate set for Mozart's The Magic Flute into the shadows of banal skyscrapers along Portland's Transit Mall. It takes up the entire block between the Italian Renaissance city hall and the neoclassical Multnomah County Courthouse...
...conjectural game tangles the mind in difficulties antiworld speculations on the classics that an infinite number of monkeys might have composed on an infinite number of type writers. J.D. Salinger years ago enforced Connolly's game upon himself, vanishing into a weird silence that for those who love his work has always felt like a small, sharp loss. Thomas Pynchon dwells somewhere in an aloof privacy in deep cover making metaphysical devices in his basement, like a terrorist who has gone into the fireworks business...