Weariness in the Eyes, Impatience in the Voice

Breaking a moment from more important things (or in the moment before I really set to), a sparkling paragraph from A.O. Scott's review of Duplicity:

Along the way, Mr. Owen, on whom a two-piece suit becomes as brazenly sexual a uniform as anything you can imagine, opens many bottles of Champagne and looks hungrily at Ms. Roberts, even though Claire is more of a natural predator than Ray. For this film, her first real starring role in quite a while, Ms. Roberts has almost entirely left behind the coltish, America’s-sweetheart mannerisms, except when she uses them strategically, to disarm or confuse. Curvier than she used to be and with a touch of weariness around her eyes and impatience in her voice, she is, at 41, umistakably [sic] in her prime.

Spelling error aside, it's brilliant description: "with a touch of weariness around her eyes and impatience in her voice".