Grope

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【口】(調情時) 撫摸...的身體



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–verb (used without object) 

1. to feel about with the hands; feel one's way: 



I had to grope [around] 

in 

[the darkness] before I found the light switch.  



2. to search blindly or uncertainly: He seemed to be groping for an [answer] to the question.  



–verb (used with object) 

3. to seek by or as if by groping: to grope one's [way] up the dark stairs. 

4. to touch or handle (someone) for sexual pleasure.  



–noun 

5. an act or instance of groping. 

6. Slang. an act or instance of sexually fondling another person.  



—Synonyms 

1. fumble, probe, fish.





　

This is not to [diminish] the brassy performance of Carice van Houten, whose cheeriness is tinged with a mania that recalls other Verhoeven blondes. To avoid detection, she bleaches not only her locks but her pubic hair, finely focussed groin-baring being the price of admission to the Verhoeven pantheon. 



The trouble with Black Book is that, in urging us to admire the resourcefulness of a character—a Jewish woman pretending to serve the Nazis—it hopes to cover up its own deceit. This is trash pretending to serve the cause of history: a Dirty Dozen knockoff with one eye on Schindler’s List. 



Everything about it, from the earnest strivings of the musical score to the [beer]y gropings of the Germans, has the whiff of soap opera. At one point, the sanitization is literal: Rachel, arrested as a traitor, is stripped to the waist and drenched in human excrement. 



There may be [grounds] for showing such maltreatment, but there are none for what happens next—a shot of our heroine, scrubbed and untraumatized, leaving the scene with her rescuer, a Resistance friend, and walking out into the sunshine. 



Is that how Verhoeven thinks that individuals, let alone countries, emerge from humiliation? Far from turning serious, the director of Basic Instinct has proved that, when it comes to grappling [with] good and evil, his instincts aren’t basic enough.



scour

ransack rummage

fumble bumble bungle botch 

Fray





　

And so it goes on, with marginal characters groping [un]steadily to the heart of the action: the doctor’s receptionist, for example, plus a kid who was sitting in the waiting room. They have all caught the infection, and yet there is no disease.