Word: disdain
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...been dead all these years, just dormant, for the curtain which rises on Playwright Kottow's show discloses right spang in the middle of the stage a fine big bed. Soon a whole set of theatrical tintypes begin to appear: the rake who has promised to disdain his innocent little bride until his mistress gives him permission, a sexy mother-in-law, an officious low comedy father-in-law. To the very evident amusement of its spectators and the disgust of Manhattan critics, the show's dull bawdry continues until innocence melts impatiently into voluptuousness, takes restrained venery...
...even when he "was obliged to retire," he expected to re-enter the film business and "continue to enjoy, for his sole benefit, the monopoly and prestige of the Fox family name." She said that when her husband incorporated Aaron Fox Film Corp., he "incurred the severe displeasure and disdain" of Brother William, who, with the connivance of a Manhattan alienist, had Brother Aaron whisked away to a sanatorium, the Hartford (Conn.) Retreat. There Brother Aaron still remains, she said, making no effort to get out for fear of further persecution from Brother William. Mrs. Aaron Fox added that Brother...
Julian C. Levi also hung up a pair of foils, a mask, and a brass French fireman's helmet, trophy of the Ecole des Beaux Arts in Paris, whose disdain for the pompiers of the city is expressed in their marching song...
...with murder, occupies the defendant's chair. Heroine is a gaunt and fluttering matron, Mrs. Livingston Baldwin Crane (Edna Mae Oliver) who arrives, with her maid and chauffeur, to serve on the jury. She salutes the judge, whom she has met socially. Her conduct during the trial borders on disdain, if not contempt, of court. In the jury room Mrs. Crane shows that she has a better notion of the case than her associates. When all the rest vote "Guilty" she holds out for an acquittal...
...instant has the Mahatma Eilshemius ceased to shout his scorn of every other painter in the world, his disdain of every art gallery that does not recognize the importance of his work. But he stopped painting in 1920. A few have suspected that he realized then that his pictures of Samoa, his ruins by moonlight, his strange nude ladies bathing in improbable streams were as far as he could go. Last week he grew suddenly frank with his press agent. "I won't paint again," said Louis Eilshemius, "I'm just a comedian...