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...morphine and carried me to the front of the house and laid me under a grapevine a few yards down the road. Out of a large cylinder he took two bottles. One held powder, the other liquid. He mixed the two in a bottle, which he hung to the grape arbor by a string, and prepared to inject me with plasma...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Battlefronts: THE BEACHES OF SALERNO | 9/27/1943 | See Source »

Lieutenant Robert Cutler was about to lead our L Company in an assault on the lower slopes of this ridge. On our left was another hill, half green where grape vineyards had been planted and half yellow where wheat was planted. Up this slope Morehouse and K Company were now attacking, and we could see their red tracer bullets shooting very prettily into the green of the grape vines. Thrush! Wham! a shell with terrific velocity flew over our heads through the pass...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Battlefronts: THE FALL OF TROINA | 8/23/1943 | See Source »

Progress. In Washington, D.C., a patent was awarded to Antonio Perelli-Minetti for an anti-pucker grape-juice product...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, Aug. 9, 1943 | 8/9/1943 | See Source »

This was the sort of talk the Hollywood pashas had heard for years from' fourth-raters and sour-grape sideliners. If a proved professional talked like that it was just a come-on. The proper reaction was either to snort your opinion and move off or to up your offer. They upped their offers-and clonked in mild faints again as Miss Bergman again said, no thank you. But this sort of talk suddenly dazzled David Selznick with a new, if incredible, idea. The idea was that Miss Bergman meant precisely what she said. She was genuinely less interested...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: For Whom? | 8/2/1943 | See Source »

...room, two chins, three kids." There is the usual Runyon corps de ballet of ham-hearted grifters, heisters and passers, played by a friendly crowd of veterans from Hollywood (Eugene Pallette, Louise Beavers) and Broadway (Sam Levene, Millard Mitchell). Carefully solemn Henry Fonda has the dignity of a wax grape of wrath among satiated little foxes. Pretty Lucille Ball, who was born for the parts Ginger Rogers sweats over, tackles her "emotional" role as if it were sirloin and she didn't care who was looking. There is also a headwaiter played by sinister, saturnine Hans Conried. He packs...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Pictures, Sep. 7, 1942 | 9/7/1942 | See Source »

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