Word: crisps
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Otherwise, Bette Davis, except in her scenes with Francis Bacon, ably acted by Donald Crisp, dominates the picture as singlehandedly as Elizabeth dominated England. For though slow-smiling, boyish Errol Flynn in a pair of seven-league boots will flutter more hearts than the Queen's, dramatically he leaves the impression that, in chopping off his head, Elizabeth is performing one of the more sensible acts of her reign...
...this is not the only type of art in the Germanic Museum. It offers us a wide diversity in types of art; we are able to travel from the crisp little sketches by Oberlaender to a decidedly harsh watercolor by George Grosz. In this painting, called "Brotherly Love," there can be found the bloodshed, lust, and intensity of passion which characterizes war. His bright colors shed a distasteful but highly effective glow, and the physical gyrations of his men serve to heighten the wild and futile nature of armed conflict. Grosz never minces words; he seldom argues...
...lumberjacks and jeans, in skating skirts and golf socks, in ski pants and starched white spats, 100-odd socialites gathered last week on the rambling estate of Capitalist Oakleigh Thorne at Millbrook, N. Y. Sniffing the crisp Dutchess County air, they galumphed over the meadows, up & down hill, tripping over cornstalks, leaping heavily over brooks & briars-in pursuit of a pack of beagles who were in pursuit of a wily hare. Local farmers would never go in for such crosscountry foolishness, but if they did, they would call it a rabbit hunt. In sport parlance this mixture of old clothes...
...were fooled in the World War. As Abraham Lincoln said, "You can fool some of the people all of the time and all of the people some of the time, but not all of the people all of the time." The great Pope Leo XIII enlarged on the crisp words of Lincoln...
...Hayden, of the Detroit News, who often shifts his tobacco-quid disgustedly as he blue-pencils the reek from Vandenberg's rhetoric; constantly he saw Borah and McNary; constantly he smiled his Kewpie smile with the air of a cat set for cream. La Follette's crisp battle-slogan: "We'll fight this thing from Hell to breakfast" he contentedly adopted as his own policy...