Word: fleshed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Miss America Pageant (CBS, 9:30-12 midnight). The annual tense decision: it's flesh, but is it talent...
...Phantom of the Opera. Two eyes blaze in the darkness like candles flickering inside a skull. Flesh hangs from the skull in soggy clumps. Black bags hang from the eyes like evil growths. The nose is two wormy holes. The ragged lips reveal a clutter of dirty tusks. And over the ghastly object hangs a straggle of stringy hair that looks like horrid skinny legs and suggests that on top of the skull there may be something squatting...
Agilulf, the Nonexistent Knight, is so perfect a knight that his body has turned entirely to armor. He cannot be wounded in battle, scorns his fellow knights who must care for their flesh. But he often longs for a mortal body. His armor is "pierced through every chink by gusts of wind, flights of mosquitoes, and the rays of the moon." For other knights love is spiritual by choice; Agilulf has no choice. When a maiden he has rescued invites him to bed, poor metallic Agilulf hems and haws, makes and remakes the bed, finally finds a knightly excuse...
...proportionate to their value on what must regrettably be called the art-historical market. Two of Monet's studies of Rouen cathedral are here, as is a small study by Manet after Valazquez, anticipating several later works. A self portrait by Van Gogh captures both the texture of the flesh and the introspection of the personality in precise but broad brush strokes moving inward towards the center of the composition. Van Gogh's' 'Portrait d' une femme employs the medium of oils eloquently in conveying the tactile qualities of an aging woman's face...
...James's purpose to smoke them out. No other modern writer has so deftly exposed man's savagery beneath his civilized veneer. "James saw [the world] a place of torment," his personal secretary Theodora Bosanquet wrote, "where creatures of prey perpetually thrust their claws into the quivering flesh of the doomed, defenseless children of light. He saw fineness sacrificed to grossness, beauty to avarice, truth to a bold front. He hated the tyranny of persons over each other...