Word: charm
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...sincerity, could suggest that Judy Holliday can't sing; nor can it be said that the production, which continues for two and three quarter hours, lacks polish, charm, pathos, sex, love, comedy and music--for it has all these things. And what else could a musical have...
...tidy, suburban Woodford, just outside Manchester, the slim, silver-haired Rev. Philip St. John (rhymes with Injun) Wilson Ross, Cambridge '26, was irreproachable. On call to his parishioners for religious consolation at any hour, he was also arch and sporting at children's church picnics, full of charm at meetings of the church mothers, and a lively, intelligent man of the world with the businessmen of the local vestry. There were those, of course, whose evil tongues sought mischief in gossip over the frequent calls paid by the Rev. Mr. Ross on Wealthy Widow Kathleen Ryall about four...
Schubert: Octet (David Oistrakh and other Soviet artists; Angel). The Op. 166 that 27-year-old Franz Schubert wrote for a clarinet-playing patron gushes bewitching melody and charm, gets a fine performance from the distinguished ensemble...
Such treatment was rougher than Liberace has received at the hands of most U.S. newssheets-even the toughest Americans have been softened by personal contact with the Liberace charm-and he momentarily lost his smile. "To mention Momism, to refer to my love for my mother as if it were Communism or Naziism, is something I can't imagine anyone in his right mind would do," he snapped. Then recovering his benign calm. Liberace purred: "Everyone has to expect a certain number of nonbelievers, and even enemies. I suppose that's why they shot Abraham Lincoln and crucified...
...three"; her husband, a man who has transferred what little emotional-venture capital he once had into 3% matrimonial bonds; their grandson, a mobile Davy Crockett brat; a one-shot bohemian playwright who carries a pants pocket he once tore from Ty Cobb's uniform as a lucky charm; a transvestite and his keeper, a German-born quack psychoanalyst who unnerves his Midwestern patients by drowning out their confessionals with his record player and hissing: "Moww-Tzzzzzzarrrrt isss spikink...