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...which the Vienna police remained adamant, Rudolph moved on to Linz and climbed into his bottle. It was a huge, steel-framed affair, seven feet tall. Taking with him an air mattress, a camp stool and two Syrian snakes "for company," Rudolph entered one side of the bottle. Then arc welders sealed him in, leaving only an 8-in. bottleneck open at the top. For the next year, Rudolph plans to live in bottled luxury on vitamin pills and write his memoirs. And if no one comes to see him? Well, he can always go back to the old grind...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AUSTRIA: Bottled Genie | 12/22/1952 | See Source »

This time he met the first charge kneeling, in the dead center of the ring. As the bull came, he swung his cape in a wide arc, making the bull hurtle past him through the air. He ended one series of passes by tossing aside his cape and kneeling with his back to the bull, which stood transfixed. Sombreros began to rain into the ring. "Torero!" yelled the fans, "torero, torero, torero!" He was awarded both ears of his second bull, and walked twice around the ring as a blizzard of waving white handkerchiefs broke over the whole arena. Said...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: PERSONALITY: People, Dec. 22, 1952 | 12/22/1952 | See Source »

Like Joan of Arc and Quo Vadis, Ivanhoe's acting is partly swallowed in the lavish scenery. But the script hurts it even more. Hollywood scriptwriters cannot seem to shake the notion that knights and their ladies were intellectuals, whose every conversation sparkled with neat phrases, like a Stevenson campaign speech. Although they have unshakled the dialogue somewhat from Scott's pedantic and dated prose, they fall far short of realism. The brush off the villian by the heroine, usually accomplished clearly by "get out, you varlet," becomes: "Farewell, and may each stone of this vaulted roof find a tongue...

Author: By Milton S. Guirtzman, | Title: Ivanhoe | 9/27/1952 | See Source »

...fighter floated apart leisurely, as in a slow-motion movie. Light pieces fluttered to earth. The nose and part of the fuselage skidded through a wire fence lined with spectators. The two jet engines, weighing a ton each, curved across the field in an awesome arc. Tumbling over & over and whistling faintly, they headed for a little hill packed with picnicking families. The great crowd stood in stunned silence, watching the hurtling engines. Over the public-address system, the announcer shouted: "Look...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: Death at Farnborough | 9/15/1952 | See Source »

...this, Rose mockingly turned the other cheek. Said he: "Let's make everybody happy. I fully concede that Eleanor is the finest woman since Florence Nightingale; that Wes Bernie is a road-company Joan of Arc; that Louis Nizer, Eleanor's attorney, is president of the Sweet Fellows Club; that Alberta Jones has astigmatism, and it must have been three other people. And finally that Billy Rose has horns and hooves and ought to be ground up for hamburger...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: The War of the Roses | 8/18/1952 | See Source »

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