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...rambling, banal, loaded with logy profundities ("I can't make a landing," sobs a drunken pilot, "and I can't get up to God, either"). Perhaps the most suitable comment on the whole business is made by one of Scenarist Miller's characters, who at the dullest point in the picture remarks quietly: "Help...
...there not only at the right time and place, but in the right way. Then, and even now, the business sections of the daily press offered only meager nourishment for the millions of newly curious. They abounded in the dullest kind of copy: earnings reports, production indexes, commodity prices and stock charts, most of it in the strange and mystifying currency of the marketplace: "economic parity," "discretionary income." "price-earnings ratio," "net free reserves...
...demi-epidemic of pictures about prostitution, the most severe of recent years. Now showing in the U.S.: Never on Sunday, Butterfield 8, Girl of the Night, Port of Desire, Rosemary. And last week Suzie Wong, the biggest (it cost $4,000,000, runs 129 minutes) and possibly the dullest of them all, won a dubious distinction: it became the first trollopera ever to play Manhattan's family-minded cathedral of cinema, Radio City Music Hall...
With the Yankees, Casey still played the clown. He outraged syntax and entranced sportswriters by spieling nonstop, serpentine sentences that turned the dullest subject into quotably confused copy: "The fella I got on third is hitting pretty good, and I know he can make that throw, and if he don't make it that other fella I got coming up has shown me a lot, and if he can't I have my guy and I know what...
Love & Flowers. By 1928 Mayakovsky was disillusioned enough to write The Bedbug, a satire of Communist society so pointed that even the dullest party hack was set to squirming. His villain is Prisypkin, a smug, card-carrying, vulgar proletarian who typifies the new Soviet man Prisypkin is stored in a freezer, and by 1978, in the last half of the play. Russian life has become so dehumanized that love tobacco, vodka, even flowers have become half-forgotten matters of history. Poor Prisypkin is now restored, and because of his simple humanity, he quickly becomes a curiosity. He asks for books...