Some people thought Theophilus was a fake name. Whatever.
Why not pick up the new full-length motion picture at the corner drugstore and then run it through one's home TV receiver?
Mr. Presley has no discernible singing ability. . . For the ear he is an unutterable bore, not nearly so talented as Frank Sinatra back in the latter's rather hysterical days at the Paramount Theater.
Commercials on television are similar to sex and taxes; the more talk there is about them, the less likely they are to be curbed.
There is something supremely reassuring about television; the worst is always yet to come.
Mr. Presley has no discernible singing ability.
It's like being called up in the draft. The peculiar joy of hemorrhaging without bleeding starts when the evil little red light glows on the monstrous camera.
Al Jazeera aired a new tape of Osama bin Laden. It was the usual stuff, he called Bush evil, the Great Satan, called him a war monger. Basically, the same thing you heard at last night's Democratic debate.
each separate flower has a magic all its own.
I realize that we've come to a different way of showing movies. But I'm still with the old ways, and I can't change.
Some would argue that the president himself benefited from a form of affirmative action because as a C student, he only got into Yale because his father was a wealthy alumnus. But the White House counters that Saddam is a menace and must be stopped.