Word: cinemaddicts
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...1920s and 1930s, TlMEstyle was a clever, sometimes irreverent blend of double-barreled adjectives (bald-domed, haystack-haired), word combinations (Nobelman, cinemaddict), neologisms (tycoon, socialite) and inverted sentences. Although that approach changed long ago, style, in a different sense of the word, remains vital to the magazine. Maintaining TIME's linguistic standards and revising them when necessary are the responsibility of the Copy Desk. Says Copy Chief Susan Blair: "Our main concern is to make the magazine as easy as possible to read. We don't want to throw the reader any curves...
...most expensive and ambitious films ever made in England. It cost some $1,000,000 and it runs, even as cut for U.S. distribution, two hours and 26 minutes. Its very leisurely pace-almost that of a novel rather than a drama-may mystify the American cinemaddict, but the leisure is put to such good use that the chances are it will charm him instead. For The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp is an uncommonly rich and pleasant study in character, both human and national. It brings to the screen the greatest English character since Pickwick: Cartoonist David...
...happily with the girl he loves. What is more, the man is presented so sympathetically that when at last, thanks to the guile of a police inspector and his own tortured conscience, he complies with the codes of society and cinema and returns to face the music, the average cinemaddict will feel very sorry indeed...
...dreams (in white and gold) of climbing a gigantic wedding cake while vast choirs shout her praises. She dreams (in candy colors) of a circus which turns into a trial, with a gibbering jury of freaks and clowns. In spite of some Freudian symbols which may make a few cinemaddicts jump, these dream sequences are not very dreamlike. But as production numbers they will make many a cinemaddict's eyes...
...what cinemaddicts saw in Goodbye, Mr. Chips and Greer Garson, was something old and cherished in their hearts, but new and unexpected on the screen-the Ideal (if overidealized) Woman. Not a full-bosomed, cottontailed babe, a chromium goddess, an uncrowned martyr or a vampire bat, but a woman who simply looked and acted the way any grownup, good woman should. Miss Garson's beauty was neither parasitic nor predatory, but rich and kind. She wore the sort of ample, archaic dresses in which many cinemaddicts tenderly remembered themselves, their wives, or their mothers. She did not make love...