Word: caf
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Tourists sightseeing among the shops and cafés on West Berlin's festive Kurfurstendamm were startled last week at the spectacle of a distinguished, middle-aged man with yellow paint splattered over his head and onto the shoulders of his blue blazer. He was walking back and forth carrying a large hand-lettered sign that read: TU [Technical University] PROFESSOR-UNPOPULAR WITH THE COMMUNISTS
...course I dreaded retiring that night, for I knew that sleep would bring fulsome terrors anew. But neither caf feine nor amphetamines had any effect and I nodded. I dozed...
...cigarette, "the play is a satire. Anyone who understands a satirist's mind knows that he is someone who is deeply disappointed and takes his revenge in poking fun at the objects of his disillusionment." Mrs. Luce's disillusionment was with her pre-Women life in the café society of the 1920s and 1930s where rich women with nothing better to do turned on themselves. "It was a life I did not like," she says firmly, underlining every word. "The expectation of my youth was that women were on the road to liberation. But I discovered that...
Revolution's single most memorable scene-the young protagonist dancing with his aunt, with whom he is having an affair-has turned up, with appropriate variations, in every subsequent Bertolucci film. One of The Conformist's most elaborate set pieces was the late-night Paris café, where all the customers got up to dance, spontaneously crowding the floor; Tango's lingering and desperate ballroom interlude gives the film its title. Bertolucci is smitten by dancing the way Hitchcock is obsessed by staircases. Each motif gives the director occasion to employ the best elements of his visual...
...woman who has been scandalizing Vienna." They marry, and Mother's resistance is quieted when she learns that Jetty is not a common gulden-digger after all. There is some nastiness about Jetty's illegitimate son and Johann's trifling with coarse café singers. All comes right at the end, however, to the strains of The Blue Danube and the assurance of a subtitle that "the house of Strauss lives on." A rather dubious prophecy on the basis of this film...