Word: dooms
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...With her doom plainly forecast in the first reel, Rita is allowed to flounce from bed to worse, leaving a litter of broken taboos that the Johnston office would not permit if she were a virtuous heroine who could live happily ever after. For love of this heartless wench, men die like flies, beginning with an unctuous colonel of dragoons (Arnold Moss), and ending with poor Don José (Glenn Ford). Since wickedness does not pay, Carmen at last ends up with a knife in her own alluring torso. As the gypsy cigarette girl, Rita has a chance to spit...
...exhibition. But the paintings-hung by the Library of Congress as a gesture of inter-American good, will-spoke anything but the language of diplomacy. The work of a brooding, hollow-cheeked man named Héctor Poleo, they were fierce and fearful as a prophecy of doom...
...Flytes of Brideshead were a doomed family. They were Catholics in an alien community. The Flytes' Catholicism could not save them from a doom enjoined by the interaction of their characters on one another and the modern world. But it could save them from dissolution in their doom. That was the real meaning of Brideshead Revisited-that Catholicism was the one force that could still give order and unity to fragmented lives...
Notable among the allegorical figures was "Gloom," garbed in long black veil and sweeping Gay Nineties feathers, who delivered dire predictions ("Slump and boom, slump and boom, is the rhythm of your doom"). There was also "Black Market" in a Piccadilly zoot suit; he offered his wares "out o' patriotism so as ter keep the owld country goin'," Central character was "Fear" (entwined from head to toe by a prop serpent), who declaimed: "Of all lands, my favorite and pet is England, blitzed and starving and in debt...
...doctor who would thus doom a patient to savorless old age, said the Journal of Medicine, might well be the president of a local geriatric society "shooting for a record . . . What is his conception of his place in society, of his duty to his patients? Who is he to deny the old man the pleasure of passing the reviewing stand . . . saluting the colors, and, if God is good, falling dead at the long anticipated climax of his life? Who is any man to presume to prolong life at the expense of the sacrifice of every bit of its romance, bite...