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Sartre's style is a thin, derivative brew of Hemingway, Faulkner, Dos Passos and simplified Joyce. It is hard to feel sorry for his gallery of modern misfits, even hard to remember them, probably because he has simply wrenched them out of life's context to illustrate his philosophy of despair. His stories have the effect of leaving the reader temporarily as debilitated as his characters. The feeling doesn't last long. A glance at any familiar living face dissipates...
...become fashionable in recent years for critics to sigh for the lost glories of the good old days. Most of them could still remember the tingle of the '205. Where today was anything to compare with Hemingway, Dos Passes, Sinclair Lewis, Scott Fitzgerald, Sherwood Anderson and the rest of that brave band, young & strong? Actually, the years were few when all these writers were at their best. And the fact is that 1948 has been a pretty good literary year. For the first time since the end of the war, U.S. letters has shown signs of revival...
Albany, December 23; Atlanta, December 20; Birmingham; Buffalo; Cedar Rapids; Charlotte; Chicago; Cincinnati; Cleveland; Columbus; Concord, Mass.; Dos Moines; Detroit, December 28; FairMont, West Virginia; Grand Rapids; Houston; Jacksonville, December 29; Kansas City...
University Theater (Sun. 2:30 p.m., NBC). John Dos Passos' Three Soldiers...
...rest of the world, reacted to this case. When the lines were drawn, the temper of both sides erupted in all the usual outlets of public opinion--newspaper columns, speeches, meetings, petitions, and floods of letters to the authorities. The pros and cons were divided into what Dos Passes called "Two Nations," and Professor Joughin uses this phrase as a title. It is interesting to note that the popular antipathy to Sacco and Vanzetti decreased roughly in proportion to the increase in distance from New England. In New York and Paris thousands of sympathizers rioted in the streets...