Word: girls
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...overfamiliar Soviet plot, in which boy meets tractor girl and lives happily ever after raising norms, was getting too much for even barnyard critics to take. Last week Moscow's Literary Gazette, newspaper of the writers' union, published a letter reflecting the collective complaints of 19,000 "milkmaids, swineherds, calf-maids, gardeners, field hands, tractor drivers and collective farm chairmen.'' Gist: Soviet writers should stop filling their novels with foolishly detailed descriptions of farm chores they know nothing about and calling the result literature...
...Iran, has been window-shopping through Europe. In his search for a new bride who would present him with a son and heir, the Shah's wandering eye was caught by Italy's pretty Princess Maria Gabriella of Savoy, 19. But the Vatican, all Italy, and the girl herself proved unalterably opposed to the marriage. Last week his capital of Teheran was alive with signs that the Shah had found both happiness and the bride he wanted in his own country...
...girl is Farah Diba, 21, slender and tall (5 ft. 8 in.), with shiny black eyes and curly chestnut hair worn in a carefully untidy nouvelle vague coiffure. A onetime student of architecture at the Ecole Speciale d'Architecture in Paris, she stood 20th in a class of 156, is a competent pianist, a good swimmer and basketball player. Popular with her French classmates because she had "such a lot of heart and sensitivity," Farah comes from a well-to-do Iranian family and is distantly related to weepy ex-Premier Mohammed Mossadegh, who briefly dethroned the Shah...
...bitter humor. There are flashes of what must have been really fine pathos on older, flickering, brownish black-and-white film. Blind street singers grind out a Weill-ish ballad, one playing a hand organ, the other tapping a drum with sticks taped to his elbows. A dying consumptive girl cries out in fear of the whiteness of the window in the early twilight. But, even though the color is muted in these scenes, it protrudes everywhere; and the directing seems to feel obligated to follow the color--to feel obligated to keep everything clean and bright, to remain aloof...
...beauty of this moment may belong essentially to Kathryn Humphreys, who plays the young girl--her whole performance, the best in an excellent production, is compellingly pathetic yet radiant--but the whole evening is full of similar small epiphanies, finely executed by the company. The play's success depends entirely on an unbroken series of these momentary beauties; on the present occasion this success is never in doubt...