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Hungarian-born Robert Capa, a friendly enemy alien, was in a tough spot. Hopefully, he yelled back, "Take it easy!" but the trigger-happy G.I., hearing his guttural accent, began to shoot. There was only one thing...
Troubleshooter. Capa was always getting in & out of such scrapes, partly because his job was to find trouble, and partly because his pidgin-toed English was not always a help. But he came back with pictures that are an eloquent one-man record of World War II. Last week, in Slightly Out of Focus (Henry Holt, 243 pp., $3.50), he assembled an album of the best of them. It opens with a shot of the convoy that he rode to Britain in 1942, and closes with the young machine-gunner he snapped on an open balcony in Leipzig, seconds before...
...pictures bear captions, or need them: the faces of the liberated, the vanquished and the conquerors, alive & dead, speak for themselves. A great picture, by Capa's definition, "is a cut out of the whole event, which will show more of the real truth of the affair to someone who was not there than the whole scene...
There were no publisher's cocktail parties last week for Author Capa. He was in Moscow with John Steinbeck, on assignment from the New York Herald Tribune. But in the current '47, his friend John Hersey spoke up for him, giving some lowdown that was news even to Capa's publishers. Capa, said Hersey, is "The Man Who Invented Himself." He was thought up in Paris by a poor Hungarian free-lancer named Andrei Friedmann and his sweetheart, Gerda. The better to sell Friedmann's pictures to unwilling French editors, they palmed them...
...Robert Capa, war-going LIFE photographer, parachuted into Germany last week with the U.S. 17th Airborne Division. Two nights later he turned up in Paris, bone-weary, unshaven, still clad in a dirty paratroop uniform. At the apartment of TIME'S chief military correspondent, Charles Christian Wertenbaker, Mr. Capa consented to eat some ham and eggs and beefsteak and bread and butter and cheese and cake, and to drink some coffee and burgundy and champagne and cognac. Between swallows he explained what it was like...