Her dyed-red hair was askew, her face slack.
I let go and look at her again, my face slack with shock: we both laugh.
The body language of the two players after the tiebreaker was revealing, with del Potro's broad shoulders slumped and his face slack and weary.
I'd started to get used to seeing pictures of her stumbling out of a nightclub, her pupils dilated, her face slack.
She was sobbing now, her face slack with shock and the futility of it all — we needed a shovel, a pick, a backhoe, for Christ's sake, but the tools were buried, everything was buried.
There is something about that specific mix of electronic nostalgia, the promise of adventure, and the experience of sweet limbic release that allows him to relax into the experience at hand, his face slack, his hand jazzing the stick like a rat trained to respond to reward behavior.
Yet the afternoon of waiting for the parents' return remains grimly tense (a scene in which the family and neighbors call out "Incoming!" and "Outgoing!" in response to the explosions outside is terrifyingly real, with the characters faces falling slack during moments of silence and panicked when the bombs explode).
The statue "The Ecstasy of St. Teresa" by Giovanni Bernini could easily be portraying — with the figure's parted lips, closed eyes, face gone slack in surrender either the face of a woman in orgasm or a saint in the thrall of God.
The move comes at a time when Slack is facing new competition from Microsoft and Facebook, who have each launched their own rival products in recent weeks.
Shots of the crowd catch faces gone doughy, slack with elation, as if they have just born witness to a true, contained miracle.
