Word: awkwardness
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...central role of Moorehouse starts out a bit wobbly but gains control as the character grows older. Ann Lilley's performance is aided by her engaging face, fascinating body, and versatile voice. Sally Kirkland looks so charming in a beaded flapper dress that one can forgive her occasional awkward hand-wringing...
Things were a little awkward from the very start, as young King Baudouin arrived in the Congo to celebrate and declare its independence. On the way into Leopoldville from the airport, an exuberant nationalist pressed close to his open limousine, grabbed the King's sword from beside him, and flourished it above his head before the police could move in and pommel him away. Later, as the King entered the new parliamentary chamber, where Ghanaians in togas mingled with bemedaled Western ambassadors, the Belgians shouted, "Vive le Roi!" The Congolese Assemblymen, preferring to cheer the new nation...
Speaking in level tones, Kishi explained that the U.S. Government had advised Japan that "postponement" of Eisenhower's visit could be requested right up to the time Ike left Manila. But after that, it would be very awkward. Kishi said the "anti-Ike" demonstrations were clearly the work of international Communism, whose basic aim was to disrupt friendly relations between the U.S. and Japan...
Then, walking briskly to the level of practical politics. Rocky faced the executive committee of his home state's Republican Committee. As down-to-earth politicians, committee members were restless about the awkward, up-in-the-air position of the state's convention delegation. Some of them wanted to pledge the delegation to Nixon, others wanted to commit it to Rockefeller as a favorite son. but all wanted a decision on the delegation's status. At an executive committee meeting in Albany. Rockefeller extracted a resolution that will send New York's 96-vote delegation...
Flame over India (Rank; 20th Century-Fox). The time is 1905, the place is India's wild northwest frontier, and the situation is jolly awkward. There in an isolated outpost sits a smallish British garrison, surrounded by hordes of Moslem tribesmen howling for the blood of a five-year-old Hindu rajah, the local British puppet. Any minute the walls may fall, and to make matters worse, Delhi cables a command: get the boy to Kalapur, and get him there fast. But 300 miles of rebel-infested territory lie between the fort and Kalapur, and in crossing...