Word: browed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...made to feel instantly at home in Paris. Just like members of the family, they are snarled at by French cab drivers, roared at by French traffic cops, sneered at by hotel clerks, ignored by public servants, cursed by motorists and contemned by streetwalkers and beggars. With cocked brow and curling lip, the casual metropolitan Frenchman seems to regard most alien bewilderment as stupidity, any request as unreasonable, and all tips too small. For the visitor, the chief comfort to be derived from this situation is that Frenchmen seem to treat one another in much the same fashion...
Before Pallas Athene sprang full-armored from his brow, Zeus had a dreadful headache. The U.S. Army had worse headaches getting the Women's Army Auxiliary Corps, which adopted Pallas Athene as its symbol, dressed and going. But it was worth...
...fiancé, G. D'Arcy (Stilton) Cheesewright. The subplots, all highly glutinous (sticky, to lesser men), involve 1) a pawned pearl necklace, 2) the sale by Aunt Dahlia* of a cherished weekly, 3) a blighter who writes poetry designed to produce persp. on any decent citizen's brow. The solutions developed in Jeeves's think-tank may seem a little watery to the highbrow-critic chaps. But looking at the rosier side of the roast beef, Wodehouse is still Wodehouse, and a jolly good thing, too, what...
...Earth people would start another war. Allingham says he was only able to shrug hopefully in reply. After indicating that he had visited both Venus and the Moon says Allingham, the Martian also asked if Earthmen would soon reach the Moon. When Allingham nodded, the Martian's broad brow clouded up. "And who can blame them?" asks the author. "We have not yet proved ourselves fit to rule our own planet, let alone visit others and perhaps influence their affairs." Soon after, reports Allingham, the Martian popped back into his saucer and sped off to space...
...success in The Robe, does his best, which is never less than vivid, to sustain the early tone; and Moss Hart's script lends him a hand. Drama strides the scene: Is the son as mad as the father? Love (Maggie McNamara) walks in, to soothe his fevered brow. And just when the action has settled down to a nice homey drone of hysteria, almost as dull as Saturday night in Bedlam-bang! Brother John (John Derek) puts a bullet into Abraham Lincoln, and the public takes its revenge on Edwin with a full barrage-of vegetables...