Word: eyeful
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Putty & Wax. Smeared with collodion, hung with plastic eye-bags, festooned with soup strainers, monocles, nippers, wax teeth, putty nebs, and anything else he could find in his makeup kit, Guinness gleefully paraded himself before the public in a glorious album of absurdities. He has been a larcenous bank clerk, a commuting bigamist, a middle-aged suffragette, a bootleg genius, a buck-toothed fiend, a garden editor who liked vegetables better than people, the contents of a cannibal stew, a family of eight, an intellectual...
...self-deprecating. He rarely refers to himself in the first person-usually as "one." He frequently covers his mouth when he laughs, can rarely bring himself to look anybody in the eye. He is painfully sensitive about his baldness, though he stoically refuses to wear a hairpiece in private life. He talks so quietly that people who talk with him usually wind up whispering, and he walks so softly, a colleague says, that "he is usually at your elbow before you know he is there. Sort of materializes like the Cheshire Cat." He has a tic of shrugging that comes...
...Thompson got into the silk business because he had an esthetic eye for the glowing colors and uneven texture of the Thai silks. Says he: "It disturbed me that production of this wonderful material had stopped." He left the Army and diplomatic service, took 500 samples to New York, where the silk drew raves from designers, decorators and fashion editors. Thompson lined up an importing firm to handle the silk in the U.S., went back to Thailand and began operating with...
...Monocle shows Huxley using the old symbol of aristocracy to gouge the good eye out of his victim, a sensitive type named Gregory. Gregory is as phony as a man who would wear a monocle over a glass eye. He mismanipulates the monocle as a social rather than an optical device in a series of appalling drawing-room misadventures-until it falls to the floor of a London cab. and with it falls its owner...
...characterizations, equipped with all the perversities of real life, will not automatically lead to a great work of art. The hero and heroine of Roofs are not like the cardboard creatures of American comedies, or the fantastical inventions of the British. This is a testament to the laudably acute eye of director Rene Clair, but it does not make their adventures universally entertaining...