Word: firelight
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Then, after 55 days of hearings, often disorderly, in which 2,500,000 words of conflicting testimony had been heard, the case of Sergeant Judson H. Smith came to an end. Firelight from an open grate flickered on Smith's grey, lined face as the court president, Colonel Louis P. Leone, announced the verdict: guilty of making prisoners eat excessive amounts of food, of administering castor oil, of two charges of felonious assault and four charges of simple assault (i.e., beatings). The sentence: dishonorable discharge and three years at hard labor...
...Margaret O'Brien and to the ability of Director Minelli & Co. to get the best out of her. Her song (Drunk Last Night) and her cakewalk, done in a nightgown at a grown-up party, are entrancing little acts. Her self-terrified Halloween adventures, richly set against firelight, dark streets and the rusty confabulations of fallen leaves, bring this section of the film very near the first-rate. To the degree that this exciting little episode fails, it is because the Halloween setup, like the film as a whole, is too sumptuously, calculatedly handsome to be quite mistakable...
...afraid of his own absurd sentimentality, and the things it had led him to say in the letter. There were all those sentences about the Concord picnic, and the firelight party in the field house the night of the dance. Every trite and sentimental thing that anyone had ever written, Vag had put into his letter because he couldn't express himself any better. He wondered what had happened to his old flair for originalities...
...damned melodrama. The picnic had been a success--a perfect afternoon and evening, and the sunburn on his face had brought back a partly forgotten feeling of well-being as he had lain on the ground gazing up through the trees. When it had gotten dark, the firelight and the singing had flickered through the woods together. The others had sung unconcernedly, as if there were more picnics coming soon. It wasn't the way Vag had expected them to sing on the last of their Concord evenings together...
...tiny yellow flames spurted and gave his fact a ruddy gleam easily mistaken, he thought, for the flush of ambition of a young man about to graduate from Harvard. "But what do you want to be." came the quiet voice from the huge chair in the gloom beyond the firelight. Vag shuddered. That question again. His classmates who where set on being doctors or lawyers were certainly lucky. So were the future business men, the Detur possessors about to be section men, the drifters in the Graduate School of Arts and Sciences. These things were not for Vag, with...