Not exact matches
It is true, as Hall points
out, that for Whitehead ordering principles are «immanent» within particular occasions (see UP 261 - 70), but in most cases those ordering principles also reflect the «mutual relations»
of individuals, as well as the «community in
character» pervading groups or societies
of individuals (AI 142).13 This is
particularly true
of persons: the relations between occasions which constitute the human body and brain, and the «community
of character»
of the succession
of personal experiences, give an essential element
of unity to human experience.
The interactions and dynamics between the two (as well as between Weekes and other
characters) made Weekes that much more endearing to me — his awkwardness in the relationship (
particularly a few foot - in - mouth moments that showed him as the country boy he is), their effort to keep their relationship
out of the spotlight... it was all very sweet.
I am not normally given to mad rushes
of conjecture, that is not in my
character or training, but the juxtaposition
of a last day agreement to loan AA
out, as you say, weeks after the alleged first approach by Zenit, and a visit to London by Hissing Sid — sorry, Stan, makes me think that this was not
particularly planned and was rushed.
You may see a sudden change in their behaviour,
particularly if it is
out of character.
Maybe I was right not to take
out the yearly licence to practice as a private legal practitioner since 2006,
particularly because
of charlatans
of the nature
of Okudzeto Ablakwa and his likes now admitted to practice in the legal profession for lack
of prior challenge to
character.
I have to admit knowing that things had no possibility
of working
out, yet because
of the interesting nature
of the
characters,
particularly the young woman (who is beautiful, even by modern standards).
Most
of the major
characters in the film are either comatose or nearly so,
particularly Kate Winslet and her son Henry who can barely squeeze
out a word.
Iron From Ice is a strong start to the series, with some promising narrative setups, a believable atmosphere, and one
particularly shocking moment that made my jaw drop... I do hope we see the playable
characters get a bit
of a personality injection, but I think we've got a favorable introduction that lays
out its pieces in such a way that Episode Two is only going to be fascinating.
Really, much more problematic is the
characters, and that especially goes for Scott Speedman's Jay Wheeler
character, because even though Evan Rachel Wood's Daisy Kensington is terribly obnoxious an unstable fish
out of water, her ignorance is easier to forgive than Wheeler's being an
out - and -
out dirtbag, an initially good - for - nothing jerk who takes advantage
of people,
particularly those
of great vulnerability, for his own gain, and who is somewhat redeemed by the end, but takes too long and forceful
of a road to redemption for you to care.
The Maltese Falcon is really a triumph
of casting and wonderfully suggestive
character detail; the visual style, with its exaggerated vertical compositions, is striking but not
particularly expressive, and its thematics are limited to intimations
of absurdism (which, when they exploded in Beat the Devil, turned
out to be fairly punk).
Now it seems she's
out to prove she's more than a cute - faced belle by portraying the
particularly nasty title
character of director Miller's final film, completed before his death last year.
The inclusion
of several admittedly electrifying sequences - ie Gekko's infamous «greed is good» speech - generally compensates for the periodically overwhelming narrative, although Stone's reliance on a progressively conventional structure,
particularly in terms
of Bud's familiar rise - and - fall
character arc, ensures that the movie peters
out as it approaches its far - from - unexpected conclusion.
The movie is neither funny nor
particularly scary for a supposed horror - comedy, and the
characters are so awful right
out of the gate that you don't care whether they survive or not.
Mark Steven Johnson's 2007 attempt to bring Ghost Rider to the big screen didn't turn
out particularly well, and although many believed that would be the last we'd ever see
of Marvel's B - list antihero, Sony decided to give the
character another shot with this equally shoddy reboot by Mark Neveldine and Brian Taylor.
One
particularly nice touch involves a
character who shows others that these people Thor mentions and associates with were something
out of a children's book.
The Hunger Games drags at times, is not
particularly imaginative as much as it's campy, the romance part seems more perfunctory as touchy - feely love than steamy and any complexities in
characters or angry revolutionary messages can't be drawn
out on film like they were supposedly in the book (I'm not one
of its 26 million readers, but I'll take the word
of those who stated that was so in the book).
There's a
particularly heartfelt and comedic scene in American Ultra, in which Jesse Eisenberg's
character, Mike Howell, stoned
out of his goddamn mind, looks at a car that's crashed into a tree, and with a single tear streaming down his face — something
of an Eisenberg specialty — apologizes to his girlfriend Phoebe Larson (Kristen Stewart) for being the tree that's stopping her, the fast - moving car in this metaphor.
Some recognizable Lord - Miller touches survive in the better bits
of dialogue,
particularly in the scenes with legacy
characters (something the filmmakers, now credited as executive producers, tried
out via The Lego Movie).
You notice it less in motion, but I kept getting yanked
out of it here and there,
particularly with win animations and the like where you tend to get close - ups
of weird - looking
character faces.
Scene after scene demonstrating how awful he is (how about that post-coital bedroom scene, acted so well by McDonald) play
out with little to no relevance to the ongoing narrative and aren't done in any
particularly nuanced way as to help form more than a one dimensional perception
of this
character.
Severus Snape, one
of the most intriguing
characters of the series (with one
of the most beautifully played
out stories) has made an Unbreakable Vow with Draco's mother in a
particularly ominous scene; if Draco can not carry
out the Dark Lord's request, Severus will do it himself.
In fact, all four
of the new
character's offensive strengths are balanced
out by relatively less staying power,
particularly Evil Ryu and Oni.
Text is swapped for subtext in The King;
characters with implicit motives take implicit courses
of action; and the whole thing washes
out as a
particularly leaden existentialist joke.
Certainly there are things to love; Bilbo's
character progression and his untimely addiction to one precious ring is welcome (although not nearly as prominent as it ought to be), the set design and telescopic vistas are almost as epic as ever, seeing the majesty
of gold - diggin» dragon Smaug realized in impressive CG tantalizes the little boy in me (the one who listened to The Hobbit audiobook until it wore
out), and one
particularly fun scene involving dwarves in a barrel is a blatant film highlight; but other elements that ought to stand
out fall flat on their face and never recover.
Having said that, it's just as clear that the movie starts to seriously fizzle
out as it passes the one - hour mark -
particularly as Bernal's emphasis on the drug - fueled escapes
of the
characters becomes increasingly tiresome.
But she's not just comic relief, as her
character points
out toward the end
of the film — in many interviews,
particularly a 2015 episode
of the now - ended podcast The Champs, she's revealed that she had an incredibly difficult past life, and she possesses a compelling vulnerability that we can glimpse here.
With a few good gags and more appealing
characters, there could have been some worthwhile viewing here, but this script seems like pages ripped
out of many other screenplays, and not
particularly good ones at that.
His energy,
particularly in scenes where he does some fast talking in the courtroom, sells the rather larger - than - life
character, and the internal struggles he possesses about what he is doing makes him sympathetic enough to know he isn't just a smart - ass
out to make a mockery
of the legal system for self - aggrandizement.
And yet it stands
out as one
of the best films
of the genre, on the strength
of the storytelling and wonderful performances,
particularly Michael Sheen as Clough and
character actor Timothy Spall as a sensitive, brainy assistant coach.
The movie also feels edited for TV,
particularly in the
out -
of - place and
out -
of -
character lines
of dialogue seem inserted into the script simply to create trailer moments.
Despite far too many helicopter shots
of Manhattan (seemingly left over from the end credits), Stahelski and Leitch direct the hell
out of what little story there is —
particularly the extraordinary car sequences — but this is one film that could actually use a sequel / sidequel for Kolstad's
characters to really let rip.
Things don't really start to get funny until Macelli's transformation, but once that happens, Loggia makes the most
out of his
character; Don Rickles also gets a few fun moments as Macelli's attorney, Manny Bergman,
particularly after Macelli turns him and he decides to open up the curtains and let the sun shine in.
Their romance is disrupted by unnecessary subplots
of supporting
characters,
particularly Strickland's home life with his son, daughter and wife cut
out of a Coca - Cola advertisement from 1961.
Robinson, Grant, McGann and other principals recount insightful and amusing anecdotes about the making
of the film (most interesting
of all: Grant had never gotten drunk before playing his hard drinking
character), and diehard Withnail fans weigh in with their favorite
characters, moments, and lines; not being a fan
of the film, it was
particularly interesting to find
out what scenes and pieces
of dialogue are especially notable for fans.
As Charles Glenn points
out, «The Dutch example is
particularly telling since there is a constitutional guarantee
of freedom
of the religious or philosophical
character of schools... and two - thirds
of pupils in the country attend nonpublic schools.
The horrors
of the Civil War are also made immediately felt through the
characters» lives in quiet but such graphic prose that it made me feel I was understanding it for the first time as a fellow human being rather than a student
of history... One beautiful passage at the end
of the book stays with me and seems
particularly relevant, perhaps, to our current political moment: «So much blood has been spilled that redemption may be
out of reach in the end.
I laughed
out loud
particularly at the use
of «L'éléphant» whenever Lander was on - screen, since it has a similar effect to flatulent tuba noises following a haughty, rotund
character.
I feel I should point
out that if you're looking for a
particularly progressive view
of women, this isn't the game for you, as almost all
of the
characters show incredible amounts
of T and A.
While at first some
of the
character models —
particularly the giant Varl ones — look confusingly similar, they do become individualized as the
characters become more fleshed
out.
Though not all
of the pop culture references are
particularly clever (there's a
character literally called «Snake» who looks like Solid Snake, which, um, I don't think you're allowed to do, Apogee), I have to admit I laughed
out loud when I found I could add the «Pre-teen GMO Karate Frogs» to my party.
Even the odd side story or
character that comes
out of nowhere doesn't feel
particularly out of place.
There's nothing in this game that
particularly stands
out as visually impressive and our only example
of any real animation is within the battles and even then, we're getting stiff
character motion and low quality effects.
What's different, and
particularly valuable, about Greenaway's analysis is his focus on the feelings Trump triggers in supporters (as with a
character in a novel) more than trying to figure
out the mix
of calculation, advice and reflex that is shaping the candidate himself.