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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Most of them, however, did not, Something in them resisted overt madness, subverted it. They would not so easily let a dream go. The dream was not of reach, it is true, but these disappointed and half-mad men never lost their lust for it. Instead, they dwelt on it, their imaginations fed by the strangeness around them; they colored the image of the dream with the violence and exageration and passion of the landscape, and somehow, the dream became Realer than Reality, Larger than Life. They took the dream, and played with it, investing it with all the glamour...

Author: By Julie Kirgo, | Title: Hollywood's Last Picture Shows | 3/13/1972 | See Source »

...wish the writer had approached his life differently, had dwelt more on one aspect and less on another, but we have to grant him his right to see his life as he chooses. Greene uses this right in one major way this is extremely typical of him: he chooses to end his autobiography with the years of failure which followed the initial success of his first novel. The Man Within. A Sort of Life isn't a "Volume I: The Early Years": it is, I expect, all we are going to get. Greene writes: "Failure too is a kind...

Author: By Richard Bowker, | Title: A Sort of Life | 10/21/1971 | See Source »

...should have been elementary, but it did not turn out that way. Just a short stroll from 221B Baker Street, London, where Sherlock Holmes once dwelt, a bold gang broke through the floor of a closed handbag shop, dug a 40-ft. tunnel, and cut through two feet of concrete into a vault containing about 1,000 safe-deposit boxes in Lloyds Bank at 185 Baker Street. It was a case similar to the episode in which Holmes captured two tunneling bank crooks in A. Conan Doyle's The Red-Headed League -"a three-pipe problem," as Dr. Watson...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BRITAIN: The Red-Faced League | 9/27/1971 | See Source »

...read through all the leaflets circulated by these extremists who have dwelt among us in recent years, bent on slandering an institution it might have been assumed they would love, or lovingly find fault with, without discovering a single effort to clarify, to analyze, to explain or honestly to represent. Always they insinuate, distort, accuse, their aim being not to identify and correct real abuses, but always rather by crying alarm intentionally to arouse and inflame passions in order to build support for "nonnegotiable demands," and by this means, to enlarge their following and enhance their power. Clearly...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Pusey on 'The Big Lie' | 9/21/1970 | See Source »

...olden days, after the end of World War II, there dwelt in the Bavarian Alps a countess of extreme pique and doleful countenance (Angela Lansbury). Or so the celluloid scribes of Something for Everyone inform us. Looming up in the mists was her former abode, a massive castle that would have excited the imagination of a Winston cigarette ad campaigner. The countess's present quarters were on the castle grounds in a palatial lean-to that the countess shared with her gay son and a daughter who had once been voted the Ugliest Duckling beyond the Valley...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Edelvice | 8/17/1970 | See Source »

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