Word: grimm
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...When they saw what Grimm was doing one of the men gave a choked cry and stumbled back into the wall and began to vomit. Then Grimm too sprang back, flinging behind him the bloody butcher knife. 'Now you'll let white women alone, even in hell,' he said. But the man on the floor had not moved . . . From out the slashed garments about his hips and loins the pent black blood seemed to rush like a released breath . . . upon that black blast the man seemed to rise soaring into their memories forever and ever. They...
...Biennale fortnight ago hung the disconcerting possibility that even as this famed old exhibition displayed its own mediocrity and disorganization, a lesser-known art festival 400-odd miles to the north was preparing to put on a top-grade show. The newer exhibition is at Kassel, where the Brothers Grimm lived, located at the geographic heart of Germany, and it is called Dokumenta...
...candlelight that masked the rotting timbers in shadow and made her appear so formidable that even the City of Cambridge dared not violate her wishes by installing sewer connections. The great elms which gave the house its name had grown up into the sort of forest one finds in Grimm tales, and inside, each of the twelve large rooms was done up in gloomy Victorian style--a sad fate for what was once a bright, airy Colonial country house...
...with a wayward lock of grey hair, Grimond, 49, is not so much a policymaker as a popularizer with a flair for making the party's traditional championship of free enterprise and individual liberties seem timely to young citizens of Britain's welfare state. Grimond (pronounced Grimm-ond) is a tireless organizer who shuttles up to 80,000 miles a year between London, Liberal outposts and his far-flung constituency of Orkney and Shetland, a storm-battered 20-island chain in the North Atlantic, where he campaigns by motor launch and shanks' mare...
...same the film has faults that somehow seem three times as regrettable on three screens as they would have on one. The story, now that Cinerama has at last got around to telling one, seems hardly worth telling-the lives and loves of Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm, the gentle German philologists who collected the famous folk tales, are scarcely the stuff of which movies are made. Furthermore, the film's interpretations of the tales, though amusing, incline to be cute and design to be sentimental. And the Cinerama process, still full of half-squashed bugs, presents at least...