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Though Actress Wood is everything anybody could ask (5 ft. 2 in., 98 Ibs.) of a cute little trick, she can hardly fill the billing (5 ft. 9½ in., 130 Ibs.) of the lusty, busty broad who was known as "the Gene Tunney of burlesque." But thanks to Director Mervyn LeRoy, the show itself is remarkably well-built-big and brassy, loud and fast. As for Actress Russell, she defies description...
...Miller makes the bed a showcase of social alternatives is unclear. His montage of dissolution is cute, repetitive and incoherent. Miller used a similar pattern skillfully in The Cool World a, novel about a young Harlem gang leader whose life became tragic when Miller contrasted his talents, intelligence and aspiration against a hopeless milieu. But the skill is gone...
...caricature. The collection begins with fond early letters from Wilde to his friends at Magdalen College, Oxford. Their nicknames are "Kitten," "Bouncer" and "Puss" (Wilde's was "Hosky"). Wilde's active homosexualism is not thought to have begun until years later; nothing is to be inferred from cute nicknames or cuddly phrases beyond the surrogate sexuality common to young upper-class British males in Victorian times. The public-school youth of those years lived a womanless life from the time he left the nursery till he was ready to marry, and Wilde was merely one side...
Plainly, despite all the gibes that have been thrown his way, there is something special about Dirksen. Says a White House staffer: "Who could dislike Dirksen? He gets his arm around your shoulder and, well, he's a total pro, able, cute and clever." He is also-as a result of his midlands upbringing in a plain, small town-trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean and reverent. And when he traces his beginnings, as did Lincoln, in "the short and simple annals of the poor," those homely virtues take on a fresh meaning...
...good. The cinematography (Jean Rabier) is imaginative, if sometimes cute. The quality of street life in Paris is fetchingly evoked. And the fact of death in the midst of life is realized with horrible power in the image of the filthy cancer hidden in the glowing girl. But the film intends to show more than this. It intends to show a crise de I'ãme, "a profound transformation of the being." It doesn't. For one thing, Actress Marchand's face is no more capable of transformation than a kewpie doll's. For another, Director...