Word: dog
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...front porch, where he sat down, delivered a homespun talk on the high cost of living, ending with Nancy arriving to reclaim the forgotten groceries ("You were a big help, Guv!"), bantered farm problems over the back fence with Estes Kefauver, cavorted about a well-clipped lawn with his dog Muldoon (who chewed the lapel off a soundman's jacket). Said Film-Maker Herschell Lewis: "The attempt is to make the viewer realize that Stevenson is actually like the guy next door...
...Stevenson for his "prissy little jab at President Eisenhower's favorite game, golf," the News totted up 3,500,000 U.S. golfers and concluded: "In sneering at golf, a politician takes much the same risk as in sneering at Baseball, Baby, Mother, The Flag. The Home or The Dog...
...case of wind feeding the fire, while the green arrows struggle to hem the flames in against the background darkness. She Howls, We Play uses lines that are a cross between wire sculpture and children's sidewalk scrawls; the figures might as well be cow with heifers as dog with pups. The message is the same: adult overconcern v. childhood unconcern. But the enveloping red which has already colored the bellowing female suggests the alarming possibility that this time the danger may be real...
...fable-spinners have produced tales that come to a point. Hers seldom do. Fragile and handled with care, they give off a mood, or shimmer with poetic refraction. Such sense as they make owes less to reason than to reasons of the heart. Anne's characters-a sensitive dog that keeps a diary, an old ceiling sighing through its cracks, a frightened magpie that cannot see its reflection-are not mere symbols or human caricatures. Ingeniously animated and realized, they live lives of their...
Like her elders, Anne sometimes lets the animals get out of hand. Her title story is a well-polished but thin cliche: the blue dog, an outcast, dies happy in the cold because the snow lets him pass for white. But Anne is rarely that gushy, precious or explicit. Indeed, though she sees with a child's fresh eye, she has a special gift for the macabre. She raises an unlikely chill with the tale of a lady whose poodle comes to tea in a dinner jacket. She turns a trick of perspective to eerie effect by playing...