Word: bathtubful
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...doing a hotcakes business in a $3,000 "bride's special" -wedding kimono, TV set, gas range, refrigerator, washing machine, furniture, trousseau and a supply of salad dressing -while the enterprising hotelkeepers of Atami, Japan's Niagara Falls, offered special rates on honeymoon suites with "a bathtub just big enough for two." November is Japan's traditional wedding season,* and with 700,000 couples either wed or affianced, this year's season promises to be perhaps the biggest since World...
...flow, and Cameraman William H. Clothier has almost magically cajoled California into looking like China, with the gauzy seascapes, the abstract arrangements of seines in sunlight and the ochred skies. But the blunt point of the pictute is to display John Wayne to best advantage-stripped in a bathtub, bloody at the wheel, phlegmatically stirring his bayonet around inside a Communist. As usual, he makes a more convincing display than most of Hollywood's he-men can. And when Lauren asks him why he killed a Communist soldier, surely only Wayne could get away with that roast-of-beef...
Whatever the sound was, it was most consciously contrived. From Bing, of course, Frank borrowed the intense care for the lyrics, and a few of those bathtub sonorities the microphone takes so well. From Tommy Dorsey's trombone he learned to bend and smear his notes a little, and to slush-pump his rhythms in the long dull level places. From Billie Holliday he caught the trick of scooping his attacks, braking the orchestra, and of working the "hot acciaccatura"-the "N'awlins" grace note that most white singers flub...
...Sunday morning a musical press-agent and thwarted opera singer named Alix Williamson was indulging her favorite whim: lolling in her bathtub, lazily singing arias from grand opera. Perhaps because she was singing out of tune, she began to concentrate on the words. How silly they could sound in English, she thought. As pressagents will, she began to turn her meditations to some useful end. Result: a series of double-meaning cartoons, in the manner of "Fractured French," providing the latest spoof of a much-spoofed medium...
...South in general (a popular sport in some parts of this fair land). Can it be that Mr. Krebs of Cicero, Ill. is weak in his own local history? Can it be that Mr. Krebs is unaware that his home town, having been born in sin, nurtured in bathtub gin, brothels and girlie shows, is the same town which grew and prospered and ultimately became the one town in the world whose name is synonymous with racial prejudice? . . . Oh, Mr. Krebs! Cast not the first stone...