Word: criticism
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...really George De Witt's own hair on Name That Tune?" Comedians moaned that without canned laughter they may well get none at all; politicians feared that they may have to tell when their speeches are ghosted. If absolute honesty prevails, observed New York Herald Tribune Critic Marie Torre, TV men may have to confess that Manners the butler is not a midget, that Lassie is not a bitch dog after all, and they may have to use real bullets instead of blanks on Westerns. ("This," she deadpanned, "we'd welcome...
...other poets who joined in the evening program, sponsored by the college as part of the town's week-long celebration, were Richard Wilbur, Amherst graduate, and Louis Bogan, a critic...
...despite all the stereotyping, the TV Eye can be topnotch entertainment. He is what sometime Saturday Review Critic John Paterson called "every man's romantic conception of himself: the glorification of toughness, irreverence, and a sense of decency almost too confused to show itself." The Private Eye is the ordinary citizen "become suddenly, magically aggressive, become purified by righteous and legitimate anger-and become, at last, devastatingly effective." Properly presented, he is as much a part of American legend as the super-cowboy, just as surely escapes the conventional, rule-ridden world by taking the law into...
Garrulous Raconteur. London's critics hail Bratby as the brightest and best of the Kitchen-Sinkers, and London art buyers snapped up all but a handful of his new paintings. "He can be visually greedy, slightly coarse-grained, literal, shocking in a good-humored, terrier sort of way," says the Times, "and all these qualities tend to be accounted to him as virtues." The Guardian's Eric Newton likes the way "his gluttonous eye devours his surroundings in huge optical mouthfuls, and his restless, untiring hand transfers them to canvas with the garrulous enthusiasm of a born raconteur...
Peter Gesell's performance as Jim the Gentleman Caller presents something of a problem to the critic. Mr. Williams describes Jim as "a nice, ordinary young man," but he has written the part as a symbol of the expansive American spirit that has destroyed the world of gentility and graces in which Amanda Wingfield tries so desperately to live. If Jim occasionally comes across as crudely caricatured, like an American (like the American) in a British book or movie or play, it is largely because Mr. Williams has written him that way, and because Mr. Hancock has made him sprawl...