For all its wonderful ineptitude, "The Room" manages to sustain a strong heartbeat, albeit one of the Frankensteinian variety.
No matter what the outcome, there will be an unacknowledged monster lurking in the room: managed care.
With its rough-hewn wooden beams, a blackboard wall, and a curved, comfortable bar, the room manages to feel both airy and cozy.
The typed report said the control room, managed by Wilson Security, had been informed and the asylum seeker's phone had been called continuously, with no answer.
It turned out that I wasn't the only one being routinely roused from sleep by a hotel clock radio unaccountably snapping on with a blast of the "Lonny 'n' Scooter Show," or whatever they call the zany morning guys on whatever local radio station some previous occupant of your room managed to set the alarm to.
He began having weekly conference calls with a dozen or so former Metricom sales reps and tried to track down others by posting notes in the Yahoo chat room managed by Mirnezami.
The children who pass through this room manage to keep smiles on their faces despite the harsh realities they endure.
In this hotel, we've got three people working 50 rooms, managing the bar, and cooking in the restaurant.
The rooms manage to be comfortable living spaces at the same time as retaining the traces of their industrial past.
With their Coleman lantern-style lamps and other nostalgic camping artifacts, the comfy rooms manage coziness and kitschy chic without veering into twee or fussy (or depriving you of a flat-screen TV).
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