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...friend, Novelist Francoise Sagan (see MILESTONES). The opening of his recent retrospective show in Paris, which attracted a total of 40,000 visitors, nearly turned into a riot as his fans mobbed him. Another gallery is now showing seven large Buffet canvases of the life of Joan of Arc. ¶ Georges Mathieu, a shrewd showman (Paris publicity head of United States Lines), who scoots about in a 1924 Rolls, stuffs his mouth with diced raw beef like a kid gobbling popcorn. His self-dubbed "spontaneous creations" are flashy signatures squeezed in a frenzy straight from the paint tubes onto...
...makes me regard it as a terrestrial paradise." The philosopher-lovers enlisted the whole village for amateur theatricals, went for picnics "followed by a second carriage full of books." Guests were regaled with readings from Voltaire's embattled works (especially La Pucelle, his scandalous extravaganza on Joan of Arc) and hastened back to Versailles to repeat everything they could remember...
...near Mount McKinley National Park add up to one thing to Alaskans: preparation for a string of U.S. ballistic missile bases. Sited along the Alaska Railroad, such bases could launch intermediate-range missiles that would reach Russian bases on the eastern tip of Siberia, intercontinental missiles that could arc across the Pole to Moscow and beyond. The U.S. bases would have the advantage of North America's finest defilade if enemy missiles should fall short: the Alaska Range, topped by Mount McKinley...
...like a pile of dead leaves. Deborah Kerr provides one transcendent scene in which, as she overhears her man with another woman, her prim, pretty English face breaks up like a cooky in the fingers of a child. And Jean Seberg, rebounding from her disastrous debut as Joan of Arc (TIME, July 1), blooms with just the right suggestion of unhealthy freshness, a cemetery flower...
...barely flickers through the verbal fog banks. Readers who get as far as page 673 will sharply question Lerner's assertion that the U.S. is in a "moral interregnum," distrusting the old gods and uncertainly waiting for new ones, and that (page 947) America is on a descending arc of "inner social and moral vigor." But on the whole, Author Lerner strains so conscientiously to be judicious that he balances every neither with a nor. Sample: "American capitalism has been both overpraised and overindicted. . .it is neither the Plumed Knight nor the monstrous Robber Barony." Pursued relentlessly, this mode...