Word: habitations
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...secretary, a colorless, clinging type named Eve. This triangular time bomb is the dominant theme. The younglove interest is entrusted to a boy who seems to be losing his wits (his mother died in a mental institution) anoa pretty juvenile delinquent who is in danger of making a habit of motel weekends with married men. The murder victim is a gigolo-like blackmailer. Author Quentin is a skilled carpenter at knocking together a neat puzzle and in sending the reader haring off down a dozen false trails. But it is hard to be sympathetically involved with any of this yarn...
...Highway. In the abundant fourth generation (57 members), the doctors ignored all under 15 because narcolepsy is a tricky diagnosis in the young. Still, they found several cases. Their first patient's 20-year-old son had the not surprising habit of falling asleep in church, but carried it to the extreme of doing so while serving as an altar boy. Recently he was fired for sleeping on his job. and he has already had two serious accidents, in one of which he demolished...
Selden Rodman has made a, host of both friends and enemies in Manhattan always impassioned, sometimes shrill art world. What excites both camps is Critic Rodman's controversial habit of asking big questions about art and then offering plain answers in book form. Rodman's The Eye of Man (TIME, Nov. 28, 1955) asked whether artists should not "communicate spiritual truth," and replied with an emphatic yes. Now Rodman is deep in a new book, The Insiders, which asks whether artists should not paint what they feel in a recognizable fashion for all to understand. Again he gives...
Dead End Kid. This impression is reinforced by the physical picture-his lumbering bonhomie, his carefully cultivated 5 o'clock shadow, his habit of lying disheveled on floor or sofa, an attitude he liked to assume for photographers. "He belched in public," notes Rovere rather primly and adds: "[He had] the perverse appeal of the bum, the mucker, the Dead End kid, the James Jones-Nelson Algren-Jack Kerouac hero...
...Lesson deals with a professor who has the unfortunate habit of murdering his pupils. He requires truly virtuoso acting, and Frank Langella just wasn't quite up to it. The professor is required to grow continuously more irritated, and concurrently more forceful, throughout the play. Ideally the process should be completely smooth but Mr. Langella crammed almost all of the change into one instant. As the pupil, Myra Mailloux handled the contrasting decline of her socialite poise with greater smoothness. Alice Lindbergh as the maid who has seen this happen 40 times was good...