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"Nothing," said Taylor, sliding the Kewpie doll under the spirea bush.

has the right to use the image of the Kewpie doll as its trademark, nullifying a decision made in March by the Japan Patent Office, company officials said Thursday.

Fiona Apple: "A kinked and curled Kewpie Doll wrapped in a collection of yesterday's fatal fashion frights."

But there were also plenty of oddities -- a skittering angel who might have escaped from Balanchine's Nutcracker; a dynamic, mambo-dancing Kewpie doll wearing a shift with the rising sun; a bodysuited dream girl; a pair of mad, aerobic Pierrots; music by Chopin; a bang-up tango finale.

If you smell a trap here, you win the kewpie doll. Keeping state government the same size--answer "b"--is an enormously radical notion.

It's worth the price of admission, just to hear her make a thirty-second line reading out of the words "permanent damage." Credit should go as well to Cusack for his Roy-an amazing study in false bravado and empty amiability-and to Bening, whose Myra comes on like a kewpie doll with a dirty mind.

But women, though small in number, have always had a place in the comic book industry, from "Kewpie Doll" illustrator Rose O'Neill to "Wonder Woman" editor Alice Marble.

5 FIONA APPLE A kinked and curled Kewpie Doll wrapped up in a collection of

Am I a cutie pie or kewpie doll? The glasses could be a cosmetic prop used to magnify brain cells.

In the pantheon of cinematic devil dolls, Annabelle plays a game of inches, changing her position on the shelf or methodically rocking back and forth in a creaky chair, but never full-on running through the house wielding a weapon like the diminutive kewpie doll of Dan Curtis' 1975 cult classic "Trilogy of Terror," or Chucky of the "Child's Play" franchise (who'd make a swell beau for Annabelle if he weren't already taken).

She donned a headdress festooned with similar gems that covered her platinum blonde locks, tons of eyeliner, along with Harlow's signature kewpie doll scarlet pout.

But, oh, man, we're already running into trouble with Yorke ("Masters of Sex"), who looks like a Kewpie doll (did we mention that William Ivey Long did the costumes?), but whose ear-splitting shrieks and squeals are a dead giveaway that she hasn't a clue about the inherently selfish infantilism that makes girls like Olive so devastatingly sexy to powerful old guys with pots of money.

It's worth the price of admission, just to hear her make a thirty-second line reading out of the words "permanent damage." Credit should go as well to Cusack for his Royan amazing study in false bravado and empty amiability-and to Bening, whose Myra comes on like a kewpie doll with a dirty mind.

The contrast between her Kewpie Doll features, ravaged skull, lithe figure and the ungodly sound coming out her mouth is deeply comic and strange, and nearly worth the investment of $37 and 2 1/2 hours on a Sunday afternoon.

She still seems awkwardly stuck in the transition from a juve to adult screen presence, and her nondescript turn here isn't helped by an unflattering kewpie doll curly hairdo.