Word: hemingways
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...know that O. O. Mclntyre's first names are Oscar Odd? . . And that Ernest Hemingway's forthcoming book is called Death in the Afternoon? . . . And that over the stage door of any theatre owned or leased by Earl Carroll, it says in large letters: Through These Portals Pass the Most Beautiful Girls in the World...
...Author. Unlike his chief rival. Ernest Hemingway, short, wiry, triangular-faced William Faulkner came late to popularity: not until The Sound and the Fury (his fifth book) was he on his way to become a literary household word. After two years at the University of Mississippi he enlisted in the Canadian Flying Corps, at the Armistice was a lieutenant. A dyed-in-the-wool Southerner but no unreconstructed rebel, Faulkner lives with a wife and two stepchildren on his own cotton plantation in Oxford, Miss, whence he makes rare, grudging expeditions to literary Manhattan. He still flies occasionally...
...photographs, all vivid, some gruesome, at the end of the book Hemingway illustrates and comments, not always with that reverence expected of devotees. "While here we have the ox built for beef and for service who might have been president with that face if he had started in some other line of work." Before he had seen any bullfights himself, Hemingway had the usual Anglo-Saxon prejudice against them, but ''I was trying to learn to write, commencing with the simplest things, and one of the simplest things of all and the most fundamental is violent death." Before...
...matador himself. Then the matador takes the bull alone, plays him with the muleta (red cloth), kills him with a sword. If the crowd approves a matador and his suertes (manoeuvres), there are rhythmic chants of "Olé! Olé!" A bad performance brings a shower of cushions and curses. Says Hemingway: "Now the essence of the greatest emotional appeal of bullfighting is the feeling of immortality that the bullfighter feels in the middle of a great faena and that he gives to the spectators. He is performing a work of art and he is playing with death, bringing it closer, closer...
...Hemingway has seen hundreds of bullfights, all the best contemporary matadors, regards himself as an authority. He gives his frank, often violently stated opinion of all of them: the late Maera who killed one of his last bulls with a dislocated wrist, after five tries; the cowardly Cagancho who is wonderful with a bull he trusts, wretched with all others; Rafael El Gallo, famed for his final appearances and for his shamelessness in refusing even to try to kill a bull who looks at him in a way he does not like; the late great Joselito who killed...