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...Father Joe?" Shorn of snow, shining in the sun's glare, the wide avenues and the Capitol plaza bristled with tens of thousands of onlookers in bright stocking caps, fur coats and warm blankets as protection against the 20° temperature. The big inaugural platform on the steps of the Capitol's east portico was studded with eight white Corinthian columns matching those of the Capitol itself. U.S. flags whipped in the stiff wind above the great marble office buildings and the Library of Congress...
...necking, only to find that they are parked beside their mutual laundryman, who is peering at them curiously. Terrified, they duck their heads, scramble for the keys, bump heads, accidentally hit the horn-which sticks. Two minutes later, the whole drive-in audience is straining angrily to get a glare at them as they hastily back out. So it goes, at tryst after assignation after rendezvous, until finally in sheer exhaustion both parties decide that fidelity is the best policy...
...wife, one evening last week, left their home in a working-class neighborhood of East Los Angeles, crossed town and stepped into the glare of a Hollywood premiére. After 13 years of a shadow career filled with aliases and under-the-desk assignments, Screenwriter Dalton Trumbo was also stepping into the open. He had written the picture, Exodus, under his own name; and on the blacklist that had featured him for so long, the print was quickly fading...
...Motel Culture. Novelist West is too intent on castigating his characters to really create them. Like many a transplanted American, English-born West, the son of British Author Rebecca West and the late great H. G. Wells, is drawn to the neon glare of U.S. life, but he lacks the gift of a Nabokov for rendering the garish horrors of motel culture. Author West obviously intends his critique of the horrible Hatfields to embrace the present-day U.S., but one rotting family tree scarcely makes a national forest...
...Bach they are two symphonic phonies comparing sensitivities in bed ("I can never believe that Bartok died on Central Park West"). Newest of the offbeat generation is Bob Newhart, whose button-down mind opens up some odd pockets of history-Khrushchev getting a head spray to cut down the glare for television-all related in a tone so quiet and dry that the wildest caricature has the ring of truth...