Word: derring
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...tragic, not too credible romance, the camera visits German parents fearful that their offspring will snitch on them, a girls' work camp where rabbit morals are encouraged, a state home for unwed mothers (beams a pregnant Fraulein: "I hope I have much pain. I want to suffer for der Führer"). Most awesome shot: thousands of children ringed about a pillar of flame in a midnight, midsummer pagan ceremony, dedicating their lives to Hitler.* Most terrifying shot: a busy Frauen Klinik where women are being sterilized...
...nonsense concerns Grant's rather natural interest in the little ecdysiast gone good via marriage to one of Der Fuehrer's greasier agents. Fifth-columnist Slezak and bride tour Europe on a sort of official honeymoon, with newshawk Cary watchfully in tow. In no time at all countries begin to fall, and with them the plausibility of the film. What had been witty dialogue now falls flat, what started out to be a whirlwind plot is slowed by refugees and the agonies of captive peoples. Director McCarey makes no attempt to eliminate the more sordid elements from the story...
Axis troops in suddenly hopeless positions gave up. Across the steppes plodded long lines of Axis prisoners hobbling to Russian bases, some to have frozen limbs amputated, stumbling toward the Volga in a Drang nach Osten such as der Führer never pictured. According to Moscow communiqués, 66,000 were seized in ten days of fighting. Into Russian hands fell quantities of booty: food, clothing, more than 50,000 rifles, 3,935 machine guns, 1,380 tanks...
With only four days remaining before Der Tag, Dick Harlow concentrated on offense in yesterday's workout, stressing both passing and running plays in a scrimmage less practice session...
...Der Fuehrer's Face is excellent mockery; but we don't want too much of that. . . . Much better is religious fanaticism; at its grim best in defeat. John Brown's body lay amoldering, but his soul went marching on. Till we get another such real rouser, a song for men, and keep the Julia Ward Howe's lady fingers off it, the popular Praise the Lord, etc., will do to go on with...