The story is more apt for a skit than for a movie: Daisy seeks help for her nicotine addiction from a shrink (Yves Montand, looking none too happy) who hypnotizes her and finds her regressing instantly into former lives.
Even a ribbon wrapped around a gift - solo - is elegant if subdued, and is more apt for reusing by the giftee.
A priori, the experimental CTF is more apt for this division since it intrinsically corrects for MO diffraction, apodization, aberrations and non-design imaging conditions, as discussed in section 3.1.
Now, it may be more apt for Germany.
The nervy prose of William Leith could not be more apt for the rather fraught Northern line, and his manic, anxious account of being evacuated from a train that was filling with smoke is probably the most addictively readable thing here.
The 6 p.m. finale, with the violinist Stephanie Chase, the Knights Ensemble chamber group and members of the Children's Orchestra Society, includes Symphony No. 6, the "Pastoral" — a name that couldn't be more apt for the lush surroundings.
Nothing could have been more apt for Antrim's reading of his humorous, heavily Oedipal, pseudo-autobiographical, apparently fictional cathexis-in-progress, entitled "Must I Now Read All of Wittgenstein?" At the sound of the title, a tremor of nervous laughter went through the room.
Mel Gibson, by the way, is back in the industry's good graces, thanks to his pseudo-pacifist, pseudo-pious tribute to the Greatest Generation, and Andrew Garfield's performance in that movie got him a Best Actor nomination that would have been more apt for his role in Martin Scorsese's "Silence" (nominated only for its cinematography, by Rodrigo Prieto).
"The more hurdles you overcome, the better the result," he says, laughing off his close shave with a cluster bomb and opening a bottle whose label could not be more apt for his endeavours with Belle-Vue and the Lebanese wine industry as a whole – La Renaissance.
The venue for the "democracy training" classes run by American occupation authorities at Hilla, 80 miles south of Baghdad, could scarcely have been more apt for the transition the Americans hope to achieve before the deadline they have set for handing sovereignty back to an Iraqi provisional government next June.
It was "fiasco, a fiasco!" (This is an Italian word meaning "bottle", and its new sense may derive from the loser in a card game having to buy the wine. It would be more apt for Mr Berlusconi rather than Cameron, who so far, on this issue, hasn't bottled it).
