Word: countless
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...play or fiendish attacks by woolly-headed natives. By careful pruning, the producers have portrayed the grim struggle to save a herd from the Japanese with all its harsh, wearing aspects. A long push to a dried-up water hole comes over as a very real tragedy and the countless flies sticking to the riders' backs are the kind that bite, not just shavings from a Hershey bar pasted on the shirt of a sweaty extra...
...blocks away. Some of the waiters, who have themselves been part of the scenery for twenty years or more, are disappointed that he is not planning to take out the old-fashioned, unupholstered, narrow booths. But John Cocoris, immaculate, white-haired, and clear-eyed, a prominent Bostonian, member of countless committees, sometimes called "the King of the Greeks," did not make his fortune by accident. He knows that the Athens without its atmosphere would be like a ship without a sail...
...deny that K. has a job there at all, then grudgingly concede that he may have one. K. tries desperately to reach the Castle by telephone. "The receiver gave out a buzz of a kind that K. had never heard on a telephone. It was like the hum of countless children's voices-but yet not a hum, the echo rather of voices singing at an infinite distance-blended by sheer impossibility into one high but resonant sound which vibrated on the ear as if it were trying to penetrate beyond mere hearing." K. asks when he can come...
...morning was reserved for men, the latter part for women, and police saw to it that none of the early bathers overstayed their allotted time). During Midsummer Night, they would swarm through their vast woods by the thousands, singing wild songs that echoed over the countryside's countless lakes. Now the silent Lithuanian woods harbor the bitter "brethren of the forest," i.e., anti-Russian guerrillas...
Hiding behind a smoky title that would send the most tolerant Boston censor racing to his alarm gong, the latest United Artist release quickly unmasks as a lukewarm comedy well grooved in the rut of its countless predecessors. For lack of a decent script, Hollywood has again fallen back on the opium of "poor girl wants rich boy," the only difference between this movie and its ancestors being in the quantity of "poor girl and the numbers of swooning suckers. Instead of the usual single love interest, "Bachelor's Daughters" travels on a quadruple con game that grinds...