While 24 Hours has the kit-like efficiency of a script, a hurried style that mixes good writing with bad, and takes pleasure in its cinematic references, it never transcends the films from which it borrows: The Desperate Hours, in which Humphrey Bogart invaded Frederic March's home, and Cape Fear with Robert Mitchum.
The place looked like the workroom for a hurried college thesis, assuming that the student had a thousand dollars a night to spend for a room with a view of the Public Garden.
"How to Take It Like a Girl" is a hurried scene of Louise rushing to pick-up her children at school.
He did not take that rare stretch of quiet time in a hurried and fractured existence, (like say the long Memorial Day weekend at the outset of summer, ahem) to break up the pornography and punditry, and read a novel or a poem that makes palpable the horrors and heartbreak of war in a way that the Oxford History of Modern War, with all its canonical detail, cannot impart.
He was working and didn't seem like he wanted to talk, so after a hurried, "It's great to see you," I walked away from the store.
It remains one of those books that, when people say something good about it, there is often a hurried reassurance that it's really nothing like the movie.
It was a hurried, awkward throw, rare from a Gold Glove winner like Ventura, and it was so wild that a diving Piazza could not get a glove on it.
This is a hurried response to a hurried bill.
A hurried pace had picked up again.
Meanwhile, the department issued a hurried clarification.
