Word: bitted
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...soul is a long way from traditional Christian belief. Paul Tillich. Reinhold Niebuhr said once, "is trying to walk a fence between man's doubts and the traditions of man's faith. He walks the fence with great virtuosity, and if he slips a bit to one side or the other, it is hardly noticed by us humble pedestrians." There are many humble and not-so-humble pedestrians who think that no man who calls himself a Christian has any business on the fence in the first place. A fence is a risky place to spend much time...
Trails at Sugarbush are varied and, by Eastern standards, long. Fairly lengthy run-outs at the bottom may necessitate a bit of walking on wet snow days, but the top of the mountain should be good enough to make this worth while...
...yourself" are to us. Any gesture or inflection that seems as if it is there for its own sake, or for the sake of the laugh it creates, or in a self-conscious attempt at style, or because the actor cannot think of anything better, or because a bit of the actor himself emerges when he is not looking--is wrong. Extravagance there must be, to match Wilde's extravagance, but it must appear to be the extravagance of the character, not of the actor...
This is not a counsel of perfection or a bit of neo-Renaissance decorum-mongering. Style is attainable (though God knows how), and its absence arouses a dissatisfaction that, in this production, frequently counterbalances and sometimes overbalances the lacquered perfection of the script...
...earthy recording of Mack the Knife after it had been all but ignored by local stations. On occasion, the amiable Gleason can peel skin. He risked the formidable anger of Pat Boone fans by describing Pat as "nice, clean-cut, antiseptic, spiritless, pallid, pretentious and even a bit of a phony." Last week, in his syndicated column, he took a long look at Benny Goodman and decided that the King of Swing has lost his crown: "Gone is the fine, warm, throbbing tone. Gone is the great driving swing . . . What we have now is a faint echo, and that...