Word: devilled
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...scene is the dirt-road South outside the progressive and prosperous mainstream of U.S. life. In a modern U.S. city, there is no place outside of the psychiatric ward for the hero of Wise Blood, a gaunt drifter who blinds himself the better to see God and extinguish the devil...
...Western alliance, the fitful attempts to build the Great Society in the U.S., the continuing adventure in space. As usual, our readers joined in the Man of the Year search; their nominations were led by the late Walt Disney and ranged in altitude from God to the devil. Yet no single earthly figure, so it seemed to the editors, bestrode the year as did the restless, questing young...
...Devil's Instinct." The same kind of response is beginning to hit the U.S. Françoise has a couple of pages of photographs in December's Vogue, and she has been shot for Mademoiselle, Harper's Bazaar, Town & Country, Look and Esquire. And that is undoubtedly just the beginning. Her first major U.S. film, Grand Prix, premièred last week in Manhattan. Her role as a race-circuit follower consists of little more than ten walk-on scenes, but she walks off with every one of them...
...look like her, to sing her song." Bruno Coquatrix, director of Paris' most coveted show case, the Olympia Music Hall (where Françoise signed on for three weeks and stayed for eight), sees her as "a symbol of the mystery of youth, the instinct of the devil." Others call her "the Françoise Sagan of French singing," even though the song lyrics that she writes are hardly literary. "I never erase or start over," she says. They are mostly banal ballads for the yé-yé lovelorn...
Blow-Up. An open Land Rover loaded to the head lamps with deliriously screaming people roars through London town. Painted and caparisoned in madcap masquerade, they leap down from their green go-devil and race through startled crowds like advance men for oncoming chaos. They crash into pedestrians, jostle a Guardsman on sentry duty, all but knock down a pair of passing nuns. Finally, they gang up on a baby-faced brat (David Hemmings) in a convertible Rolls, a mod bod with a pop mop who has plainly gained the whole world without losing his cool. He flips the revelers...