Word: highbrowed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...sport, Broun reported on the Copacabana waiter who felt that "presiding over the organized frenzy" of the club complemented his training as an umpire, the little-known pro golfer who, without an army of following fans, is "as lonely as a mountain climber," and the football game between two highbrow Eastern colleges that "left the field strewn with contact lenses...
Most of the credit goes to Oxford's Nevill Coghill, the English literature professor who has long coached the university's famed Dramatic Society and recently directed several highbrow commercial productions, including the Burton-Taylor movie of Marlowe's Dr. Faustus (TIME, Feb. 23). Four years ago, Coghill dramatized his 1951 edition of the Tales to celebrate the 650th anniversary of Oxford's Exeter College; then a record company commissioned some music from Composers Richard Hill and John Hawkins to go along with a recorded version. The Hill-Hawkins blend of medieval piety and modern...
...most outward respects, Norman Podhoretz, the 38-year-old literary critic, social commentator and editor of the highbrow monthly Commentary, fits a familiar pattern. Brainy son of Jewish European immigrants, his ambition fired by memories of a boyhood spent in the Brooklyn slums, he worked his way up from smartest kid in the class to a position of influence and prestige in New York intellectual circles...
...applied to a dauber). Listing in one breath Auschwitz, Hiroshima and Viet Nam is seditious poshlost. Belonging to a very select club (which sports one Jewish name, that of the treasurer) is genteel poshlost. Hack reviews are frequently poshlost, that is simple, but it also lurks in certain highbrow essays. Poshlost calls Mr. Blank a great poet, and Mr. Bluff a great novelist. One of poshlost's favorite breeding places has always been the Art Exhibition; there it is produced by so-called sculptors working with the tools of wreckers, building crankshaft cretins of stainless steel, zen stereos, polystyrene stinkbirds...
...laconic chap who retreats into the ranks of the anonymous. "He doesn't exist," says one of his few close friends, "except in his characters." He lives a secluded life in suburban Chiswick with his wife Anne, the daughter of former U.S. Ambassador to Ireland Grant Stockdale, reads highbrow literary criticism and, he says, sits pondering for hours over his electric typewriter that automatically shuts off whenever he hits on an idea...