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Radio and TV this year are taking over Christmas, lock, stock and carol. The procession of Scrooges began last week with Fredric March on CBS's Shower of Stars, and he was followed by a whole battery of Dickensian skinflints-Alastair Sim, Reginald Owen, Alec Guinness and the late Lionel Barrymore. Christmas drama also resounds with sleigh bells, seasonal cuteness and commercialized brotherhood. A run-through of the titles suggests the content: Christmas 'Til Closing, with Jessica Tandy and Hume Cronyn; Santa Claus and the 10th Avenue Kid, on Alfred Hitchcock Presents; Christmas Story, on San Francisco Beat...
...novel's real worth lies in the embroidery with which Author Spring (My Son, My Son) surrounds that crimson gown. The rich and reverent descriptions of the English scene are worth the price of admission, as are some of the characters-especially Chad's Dickensian Uncle Arthur, a glutton who grows auriculae and dotes on a skinny whippet...
Goodman has written breezily, with a happy choice of similes and popular idoms. Sometimes he relishes phrases which are deliberately pompous, almost Dickensian. When several of his college friends once enjoyed too much of his grandfather's brandy, Charlie lay in bed that night and smiled at the "regurgitory choruses" issuing from the bathroom...
...start his new crusade because it is Scotland's biggest city and because of its reputation as "the most sinful city in Great Britain." Compared with Chicago, Glasgow's crime statistics make it seem like a haven of peace, but in its twisted cobblestone alleys and dingy, Dickensian slums lurk hundreds of drunks, thugs and pickpockets. London's Sunday Pictorial warned Graham what to expect: "These thugs prefer the knife and the knuckleduster to Christ and crusaders...
...eccentric comes to stay in a small British town. He is one of the harmless kind who imagines he is Napoleon Bonaparte, carries a rabbit in his old-fashioned beaver, decks out in a Dickensian weskit and cravat, and parades the streets in perfect weather under an open umbrella, followed by mobs of delighted children. Everybody calls him Napoleon, and is happy to have him around for laughs. The beauty of it is that Napoleon, in a well-juggled ending, turns out to be not so mad after all-or is he really much, much madder...