Word: eared
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...these siren songs, Walt lent half an ear. Encouraged by Leopold Stokowski and Deems Taylor, he made the biggest boner of his career: Fantasia. Its basic idea, to illustrate music with pictures, was depressing enough to anyone who loves either form of art. Its declared intention to bring "culture" to the "masses" turned out to be silly: it had nothing to do with culture, and the "masses" would have nothing to do with it. Fantasia has never earned back what it cost. Worse yet, though Walt learned a lesson from Fantasia, he learned the wrong one: mistaking for culture what...
Soon Joe McCarthy was back in the hearing room. "As soon as I catch my breath," Joe whispered in Mundt's ear, : want to make a statement." Said Mundt: "It's not warranted. It will be unfortunate, Joe." Joe snapped back: "They have been shooting at me, and I've got to get back at them...
Last week, as Superintendent Surana was discussing his many problems with Rajasthan's chief provincial minister, a cop interrupted their talk to whisper an urgent message in his ear. Hastily excusing himself, Surana raced with his cops to the nearby village of Lahardi, arriving just in time to halt another and even grislier religious ritual. Instead of attending a government-sponsored rally in honor of the dignity of manual labor, as they were supposed to, the peasants of Lahardi had flocked en masse to a hillock to watch a holy man being buried alive...
...fine film poem. Unfortunately, it is not Shakespeare's poem. In his obsession with the beautiful single frame, Castellani has ignored not only the rhythm of Shakespeare's scenes but has even failed to set a rhythm when he cuts from frame to frame. Furthermore, his continental ear could not catch the endless modulations of voice that are necessary to make Shakespeare's language intelligible-let alone affecting-to a modern audience...
...season by at least one Manhattan critic when the late Welsh poet rendered it as a barstool reading. In print, it emerged brilliantly as an earthy, mockingly tender account of a village's single day of living, loving and leaving, recorded with a devoted hi-fi ear for the sounds of speech, of the sea and of the soul...