We prodded and prodded, trying to extract what sparse and juiceless facts we could from the matter.
After predicting a year before that Ms. Meier was "no doubt destined to be the Carmen of the late '90s," New York magazine described her performance as "juiceless" and "droopy".
He squirms through the movie (including some juiceless love scenes) in a state of acute discomfort.
Whether the waiter failed to note our request for medium-rare on the rare side or the kitchen paid little attention to that request, the result was a nicely charred, thick porterhouse for two done to a juiceless medium.
But the harsh truth is that none have been critical successes: "juiceless, near bloodless" (The New York Times); "a big bowl of adolescent romantic mush" (The Detroit News); "deadening" (The Chicago Tribune); "Make it stop" (The Tucson Weekly).
3), the sexually vibrant breakout books of the Mailer-Roth generation are symbolic of a sabotaged age of "vanished grandeur" that she feels bitterly cheated of -- stuck as she is with the limp, juiceless work of the male writers of her own generation -- and, looking around for a plausible culprit, she hits on the emasculating feminists of the 1970s.
(Mike Hale) 'The Three Musketeers' (PG-13, 1 50) This campy new screen adaptation of the Alexandre Dumas classic is a dull, juiceless cinematic theme park that belongs to the "Pirates of the Caribbean" school of movie making but lacks an energy source to match Johnny Depp's Jack Sparrow.
In this way, Winter's novel functions in the opposite way to a book like Ian McEwan's Saturday, in which the pregnant woman is a boiled-down symbol, concentrated and juiceless as Sunny Delight.
About forgetting an old girlfriend and meeting a new girlfriend in Hawaii, sure; about getting to the Greek, of course; about losing one's virginity or even knocking a woman up, why not; but engagement — a sign of commitment, an object of sentiment, and a cause for lots of fussy details — is, as such, sexless and juiceless, and leaves many male viewers cold.
Alice Walker has written an open letter to Barack Obama, advising him not to neglect personal happiness: "We are used to seeing men in the White House soon become juiceless and as white-haired as the building".
"The result is Stepford Fruits: gorgeous replicants that look perfect, feel like silicon implants and taste like tennis balls, mothballs or mealy, juiceless cotton wads".
