Word: browing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...horses for the doggy and horsy set. Sculptress Harrah's deft statuettes (of such equestrian nobility as Seabiscuit, Challedon and Jadaan, the grey stallion ridden by the late Rudolph Valentino in The Son of the Sheik) excited horse-& dog-lovers, also brought high marks from many a high-brow art critic. Daughter of a gentleman rancher who founded the town of Harrah, Wash., June Harrah also likes animals better than people, rates the race-tracky smell of Absorbine Jr. (used to rub down horses) higher than My Sin. Because well-heeled horse and dog owners like to have portraits...
Mickey Began It. The idea for Fantasia had been germinating in Disney's mild-looking head for several years. Even before he did Snow White he had a vague notion of some day doing a serious opera in animovie style. As early as 1929 he raided the high-brow symphonic repertory to make Saint-Saëns' bone-rattling Danse Macabre into a Silly Symphony. But the idea did not really sprout until early in 1938, when Leopold Stokowski, on a visit to Hollywood, begged Disney to let him conduct the music for The Sorcerer's Apprentice...
Keeping his 1,200 artists, animators, sound engineers and helpers mum, Walt Disney started work, soon got the machinery of his new $3,000,000 Burbank, Calif, studio rolling on Fantasia. Deciding to go the whole artistic hog, they picked the highest of high-brow classical music. To do right by this music, the old mouse opera comedy was not enough. The Disney studio went high-brow wholesale, and Disney technicians racked their brains for stuff that would startle and awe rather than tickle the audience...
Stravinsky's Rite, which has caused high-brow audiences to rise, shout and pound on their neighbors' skulls in ecstasy, offered a serious problem. To match its cosmic hullabaloo, nothing less than a planetary cataclysm would do. So Disney men began studying nebulae and comets at California's Mount Wilson Observatory, mugged up on theories of protozoic life, earthquakes and other geologic upheavals, did portraits of every prehistoric monster in Manhattan's American Museum of Natural History...
Technocrats since the campaign began, these Zanics offer their usual mad stunts. Brow-battering, car-tweaking, nose-picking Moc sings hoarse opera. And Mike, the guy with a dinosaur's build and Minnie Mouse's laryux, is anointed Bulgarian Golden Gloves Champ after a tooth and claw battle with Curley, the tapirnosed bald head. And all this goes on amidst rhumbas and tangoes by a red-hot Pan-American band! The more cultured group will be nauseated by rough and ready buffoonery which makes the Marx Brothers seem subtle by comparison. But if you like your humor simple and sincere...