Word: hecht
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...PROF.) EDMUND P. HECHT Kenyon College Gambier, Ohio...
...year later, Luce returned from Europe with a mustache, a cane, a pair of spats and two dimes in his pocket. He managed to land a job on the Chicago Daily News as an assistant to Ben Hecht. Hecht was a raffish columnist (and later a playwright) who used Luce as a legman to supply suggestions and information about such people as snake charmers and blind violinists. Among the paper's reporters and editors, Luce was considered something of a dandy and a dilettante. Dressed to meet his girl, he ran into the managing editor in the elevator...
...light-verse forms are as rare as septuplets, and as vulnerable. Latest in the long line of poetic inventions-and, it is to be hoped, not too vulnerable-is the double dactyl, the result of a collaboration of two poet-professors, Anthony Hecht of Bard College and John Hollander of Hunter. According to the rules set forth in Jiggery-Pokery (112 pages; Atheneum; $3.95), all the poems must begin with a double-dactyl nonsense line such as "higgledy-piggledy" or "jiggery-pokery." Thereafter comes a famous name-also double dac tylic-followed by another double dactyl and a line...
...screenplay started twelve years and countless versions ago as a literal adaptation of the novel. The late Ben Hecht had three bashes at it. It was then completely rejiggered by Billy Wilder, who in turn got rewritten by Joe (Catch-22) Heller. To no avail. By last week the script du jour was the product of Terry Southern, Wolf Mankowitz and John Law. Except that Peter Sellers has winged most of his scenes, John Huston is redoing his, and Woody Allen is working up an altogether new concept...
...David among Goliaths-yet he could be the most philistine of men. He called himself "a grain of sand in the public's eye," and he could be just as irritating. His friend Ben Hecht called him "a kind of slum poet and Jack the Ripper rolled into one." To Showman Billy Rose, compliments and catcalls were one and the same. Every knock was a boost, every insult a reminder that at least people were talking about him-as they had from the time he was a boy on Manhattan's Lower East Side until his death last...