POLICING THE BEEPS The soundtrack of Bubba Watson and Rickie Fowler's second round could have been a parody of a Barbra Streisand song: memories like the corners of a tee box, misty, rain-sodden memories, of the way Bubba swings.
Right at the beginning we watch Kurosawa's Macbeth (here called Washizu and interpreted by Toshiro Mifune, his favourite leading man) and his friend Miki riding through the misty, rain-soaked pine forests before his meeting with the witch (the director allows us only one).
Dec. 25 dawned gray and misty, raining, as the villagers believed it always did on Christmas.
James Dean is tramping through a misty, rain-washed Times Square, hands stuffed in the pockets of his voluminous overcoat, shoulders hunched, cigarette clamped in his mouth, eyebrows raised in a what-the-hell-am-I-doing sort of way.
A FORGOTTEN FACE IN FAMOUS PAINTINGS On a recent misty morning rain droplets formed a mournful coating on a bronze statue of an American Indian on horseback in the yard of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston.
