Word: drivel
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...American Mother is a perfectly wonderful woman, wrote Café Columnist Paul V. Coates in the Los Angeles Mirror, but most of the time she is also a "perfectly lousy cook." So why all this sentimental drivel about "Food Like Mother Used to Make?" Give him a nightclub table any time and some breast of guinea...
Breakfast-table education, every now and then, turns into breakfast-table poppycock and drivel. Recently, for instance, this newspaper printed a story about a student who wrote a C-plus hour examination in a Social Relations course in which he was not enrolled, had done no reading, and had been to no lectures. This accomplishment has brought on, along with the jokes, a lot of serious talk. But very little of this talk has come anywhere near the point brought out by the case...
...pediatrician (Dana Andrews) and his wife-receptionist (Lilli Palmer). Stung by the doctor's smug criticism of his art, the tempestuous painter cuts him down to size by trying-almost successfully-to break up his marriage. In the process, the picture tries-and always fails-to palm off drivel as drollery. Sample: a long, witless sequence in which the artist weeps for some lobsters that are boiled alive for the doctor's dinner...
Leaf and Bough (by Joseph Hayes; produced by Charles P. Heidt) was the worst sort of drivel-the pretentious sort. Dredging up everything stark, fleshly and Freudian in the theater from early O'Neill to Tennessee Williams, it became a kind of Carryall Named Desire. Without taste or talent, ear for speech or eye for character, Playwright Hayes showed how a city boy's dissolute family and a country girl's disapproving one worked to prevent their marrying. Seldom has the course of true love run rougher-among souses and trollops, past theft and rape. Love eventually...
...much less a dirty old Catholic mass. Catholic masses are supposed to be sung in monotones by corrupt priests in faraway places. But this is a philosophy; it has a profound message for the initiate and plenty of sex for young and old. As a result of all this drivel, the Missa has been turned in finale furioso of the concert stage and it has been divorced, to as great a degree as possible, from any real point that it has. Its religious message, to use the vile phrase, has been swapped for a fistful of Romantic brotherhood...