Word: golden
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...emigrants' disillusion starts with Ellis Island and, if one cares for further investigation, ends-only with the Golden Gate. Even Hollywood, the alabaster Hollywood, has its conventional citizens, men who wear something besides chaps or full dress, women who do not appreciate the potentialities of a tiger skin. Like amusing children, the movies are a national pet; like amusing children, they often annoy the neighbors...
...sentimentalist is to be grateful for. He can forget that the King can no longer be a prince or student and that the charming Kathie must be another's Frau. He can remember only that the days of youth are the wisest after all, that (another stein) they are Golden Days, and that even a King can say, "GOOD old Toni!" Finally, the waitress who stands at the extreme right in the finales is pretty enough to please anybody...
Yellow is a tantalizing play. After shining with golden radiance through two scenes of masterful tragedy, it suddenly pales into the forced flicker of melodrama. Its unevenness is so extreme that the poor scenes seem doubly deficient, the better ones elusive. However, judged merely as melodrama, Yellow stands well above all its current competitors. It is the first play of Margaret Vernon, who reveals, certainly, potential brilliance...
...silver, platinum. Sutter's men deserted to wash gravel. His herds died, unmilked. His barns fell. His crops wasted. All his fat lands were squatted on, his fort occupied, by hordes of gold-mad grabbers who had shouted his name from the Mediterranean, across Panama, up to the Golden Gate; from Siberia, Japan, Russia, Sweden, up to the Golden Gate. Gunboats came but the tars deserted, to wash gravel. Troops came, and the officers dropped sabres for shovels. The Law was a huge farce; in that roaring young state there was only brigandage and a snarl of paper...
...Significance. It remained for a Frenchman, a world-wide knockabout himself, to resurrect this California Midas whom our swarming old-Americana hunters have overlooked. Perhaps Sutter was put from memory for conscience's sake, but now he is back, a mighty, marvelous, golden ghost. Author Cendrars's rushing historical present is a handsome medium for the sweep of such fortunes and fates. If he has anywhere exaggerated, which seems inevitable, who cares...