Word: drunkenness
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...irrepressible (between the lines you can see that the humor is aimed at the same audience that would have appreciated Lady in the Dark), but ultimately it ends up sounding like the kind of clever parody that two gifted comics could extemporize in the midst of a slightly drunken party. That doesn't mean that it should be up there no stage, where its pretense of being all-to-knowing is simply irritating...
...performer in more than 50 films and on the Broadway stage; of a heart attack; in Los Angeles. The rough-hewn actor with the jutting jaw and the gravelly voice scored his first big Broadway success in The Philadelphia Story (1939). From his 1942 Oscar-winning performance as the drunken newspaper reporter in Johnny Eager to his portrayal of the longshoreman in Arthur Miller's A View From the Bridge (1955), to his role as the mad bomber in last year's Airport, Heflin managed to avoid the typecasting that plagues many actors...
...Vita, Satyricori) is firmly in the first category. In his new film, The Clowns, Fellini separates mankind into two classic species of fool: Pierrot and Auguste. Pierrot is the familiar circus clown in floppy white and conical hat, elegant and haughty. The clown Auguste is an eternal tramp, crumpled, drunken and rebellious...
...grown up in New York City is supposed to be accustomed to handling street hassles. If she hasn't been kidnapped at infancy from a baby carriage parked in front of the A and P, she will still have a good chance of being accosted by a drunken sailor, robbed, heckled, smoked out of a Madison Avenue bus by a pyromaniac lighting matches on the back seat, and altogether pinched so often and in so many strange places that if the IRT subway line could be held responsible and sued it would go bankrupt faster than the Pennsylvania Central...
...conspicuously useless memory-laden objects-his wife's dresses, his own collection of sculpture and painting, the very size of his rooms. These keep him from understanding his life; they keep him thinking about surplus value subjectively and purely in itself, as Scott Fitzgerald might have said in a drunken Marxist moment...