Word: eying
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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HARPER. Private-eye melodrama is revived in lively style by Paul Newman, as a gum-chewing gumshoe whose search for a missing millionaire implicates Lauren Bacall, Arthur Hill and Shelley Winters...
...holding an empty glass when I began to read Fangs A Lot [April 8]. I had so much pun galloping through your pheasantries that my crocodile tears fell so fast I thought I needed an eye-viper. It gladdened my hart to see the tears had fallen into the glass. Instantly I addered a mastiff slug of raw animal spirits, with ice-"crocs on the rocks"-thrush snaking my thirst in a swallow. Delicious. Pity I had no horse d'oeuvre. Such a stag party may never be held again. On the otter hand, I wonder wether the savoir...
...evidence is everywhere the eye lights, the ear listens, the commentator prowls, or the station wagon travels. If there is anything left of the Puritan tradition, it is hard to detect. Perhaps its strongest remaining element is what sociologists call the "work ethic." Executives and businessmen seem to work harder than ever (and certainly harder than the average union members), and so do students, whatever their other diversions. At the same time, thrift is no longer a virtue-it is, in fact, nearly subversive-pleasure is an unashamed good, leisure is the general goal and the subsidized life, from Government...
...other ways, art has gone beyond all limits. Americans have quickly run through abstract expressionism, action painting, pop, op, kinetic and minimal art. With gravely innocent eye, the public contemplates art consisting of a real chair or a coiled rope, of limp sculpted toilets, of nudes that go through movements of coition. Like the young, artists are traditionally supposed to break with tradition, but there is hardly any tradition to break with. Irish, Southern and Jewish writers have been among the most productive in the U.S.-probably because they still have a tradition to work in, or to flout...
...fashion, skirts are as high as an elephant's knee, cleavage has plunged so far down the middle that there is no place to go except around the side, cutouts appear in the darndest places, exposing undiscovered areas from whose bourn no traveling eye willingly returns. When the dress is not cut out, it is transparent. Slacks can and do go anywhere. Even men are abandoning their traditional drabness; tuxedo jackets now come in cerise, vests may be flowered. The New York Herald Tribune's Eugenia Sheppard points out that "vulgar" is no longer a nasty word...