Word: debonaire
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HOSPITALIZED. David Niven, 73, debonair British actor, bestselling autobiographer (The Moon's a Balloon, Bring On the Empty Horses) and novelist (Go Slowly, Come Back Quickly); ostensibly for treatment of a digestive problem; in London. Niven suffers from a progressive neuromuscular disorder reported to be the incurable amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, sometimes called Lou Gehrig's disease, which has left him with a speech impairment and partial use of his left hand...
...year hiatus But he finds that the world no longer glories in its romantic, violent heroes Nor is his white. Penelope (Nora Seton) a mindless devotedly passionate house wife any longer During her husband's long absence she has gone to college, presently she's being courted by two debonair suitors. Herb Shuttle (Doug Curtis) and Norbert Woodly (Andrew Atkinson...
...Post is a schizoid newspaper-solid in its reporting of national and international affairs, flashy in feature sections where writers are encouraged to stretch their imaginations. The two irreconcilable sides of the paper become one in the head of its debonair and aggressive editor Ben Bradlee. Like John McEnroe on a tennis court, Bradlee loses his playing edge when he can't stir things...
...movie house specializing in kiddie porn; her daughter trucks around with vicious punks; her son is a criminally insane foot fetishist. Only Todd Tomorrow (Tab Hunter), Francine's dream lover, offers any hope for spiritual regeneration, for he is everything her husband is not: handsome, slim, roughly debonair, and the owner of an art drive-in that shows Marguerite Duras triple bills. Best of all, he is in love with her . . . or so it seems. Francine should have known something would go wrong. She has, literally, a nose for trouble-and so has the film. Polyester is the first...
...Italy's Herbert Plank. With four fast jolts of his ski poles, Stock propelled himself out of the starting gate and launched into the knifing and chittering switchback turns at the course's top. He shot through them with a wildly debonair angling, self-assured, and then, as the course got straighter and rougher, he bounced several times violently for an instant as if he had lost everything, his limbs doing minute, chaotic leaps-roughly the effect of a man being electrocuted while descending on a roller coaster. Once or twice his ski tips flipped up anarchically...