Word: aristocrats
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Count Crash. Count Wolfgang von Trips, who could have managed his family's Hemmersback Castle in the German Rhineland as a moneyed aristocrat, had a desperate desire to win. All through the summer, Von Trips, 33, and Phil Hill, 34, of Santa Monica, Calif., teammates in Italian Auto Magnate Enzo Ferrari's racing contingent, had dueled across the Continent for the world title.* Before the Italian Grand Prix at Monza, the pale, slim German nobleman was just in front of the taut, nervous American in the competition for the Grand Prix championship. Victory at Monza would have given...
...five hours of monologue. One recent visitor arrived at 4 p.m., rose to leave at 8, pleading a dinner engagement. "Call them and tell them you will be late," said Diem, and talked on for another two hours. He breakfasts on bouillon, rice and pickles. "I am no aristocrat. I eat like a peasant," he says...
...affairs of the court, decided to depose the Emperor. Penniless ("We did not even have enough to pay for school," recalls Diem), Kha resigned himself to life as a farmer, borrowed enough money to rent some rice fields from neighbors, who were awed at the thought of an aristocrat and his family working beside them in the paddy fields...
...difficult play to act, for all that noise; but it does act well, cajoled--unlike democracy and "some people's plays" as the graying Aristocrat alleges in one of his less memorable mots. That is, it can act well, if each one of the nine players is content to remain a posture to be sympathized of at least content to pretend to enjoy the talk as much as Shaw himself did. And in the current Harvard Summer Players production most of them, unlike in Monday's Boston Record, are quite content...
...fortunately, is Robert McEntire, the Tycoon. Mr. McEntire struts roguishly and confidently, smoothing his hands over his assumed paunch and twinkling devilishly at everybody as he enjoins them didactically to "Read Pepys' diary," "Read Marcus Aurelius," "Read Walt Whitman." So, too, the ever-capable Paul Barstow, now the Aristocrat, an ex-governor and F.O. man: he gestures with the monocle, is dismayed and contented both with proper peerish disdain...