The most striking addition is the Espacio de Arte Contemporáneo (Arenal Grande 1930; 598-2-929-2066; www.eac.gub.uy), whinh opened in July 2010 in an abandoned 1888 prison occupying an entire city block between the Cordón and Aguada neighborhoods, an area with a post-industrial feel and unassuming working-class homes.
This unassuming little bar, which feels a world away from the masses in the Port Vieux, is packed with rugby shirts hanging from hooks and other memorabilia, a reminder of how proud (and borderline fanatical) everyone here is about the local team, Biarritz Olympique Pays Basque.
(As Spinal Tap's Nigel Tufnel might have commented: "What's wrong with being sexy?") As for Jackman's Wolverine, he is as robust and unassuming as ever, though I feel he is always in danger of being upstaged by the other, more cerebral and self-aware characters.
Wyeth felt that the unassuming scene portrayed the mystery, brutality, and tenderness of Karl's contradictory character more accurately than if his subject had been present for the completion of the picture.
Because it didn't originate as a story of reverse immigration (Mr. Sánchez didn't decide to return to Mexico until the movie was a week into production), this modest, unassuming documentary, directed by Mark Becker, feels more like a mosaic than a narrative film with a clearly defined continuity.
In the past Mr. Schepisi has used his elegant, unassuming visual sense and his instinctive feel for the idiosyncrasies of actors to open up the works of playwrights like David Hare ("Plenty") and John Guare ("Six Degrees of Separation").
Delancey, a chic yet unassuming pizzeria whose décor makes you feel as if you've walked into your hipster neighbor's dining room midmeal, is the love child of Brandon Pettit, a former New York music student, and his wife, Molly Wizenberg, one of the Internet's most widely read food bloggers.
In its original location, a small glass storefront tucked between unassuming establishments on Flatbush Avenue, Franny's felt like its own universe, or at least the center of one.
By Hannah Goldfield August 6, 2017 In its original location, a small glass storefront tucked between unassuming establishments on Flatbush Avenue, Franny's felt like its own universe, or at least the center of one.
Nancy and Robert Anthony, unassuming Bostonians with two grown sons, felt they couldn't let these statistics stand.
