Word: hollowing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...incessant roar of the planes-that typical and terrible 20th Century sound, a voice of cold mechanized anger-filled every ear in the city. It reverberated in the bizarre stone ears of the hollow, broken houses; it throbbed in the weary ears of Berlin's people who were bitter, afraid, but far from broken; it echoed in the intently listening ear of history. The sound meant one thing: the West was standing its ground and fighting back...
...scooter-pooper," a noisy lure for bass, built by Alex Woodle of Greenwood, S.C. Little propellers on the lure make a noise. Hollow resonant chambers make it louder. The bass, attracted, bite...
Once or twice, as in the dancelike shouting of The play's the thing, he verges on hollow flamboyance; and he may fall to the floor once too often. But such excesses are rare and disarming; mostly, insofar as he errs, he errs nobly on the side of restraint. He pours out the marvelous liquids of the first soliloquy (0! that this too, too solid flesh would melt) very tenderly and melodiously, but with little of the anguish which lies half-awakened beneath the bitter mildness. To be, or not to be is spoken in a stoical quietude...
...doctors invented a new instrument, which they called a stereo-encephalotome. It is about a foot high, and looks like a surveyor's transit; its four legs are mounted on a ring fixed to the patient's skull by a plaster cast. At the top is a hollow needle containing a fine electric wire. X-ray pictures are taken to establish the exact position of the thalamus; the legs of the instrument are adjusted to place the needle exactly over it. The patient is anesthetized, and a piece of bone directly under the needle...
...Sleepy Hollow has lost the flavor of Irving's old tale. It is part of a world that believes much more in gags than in ghosts. And from Sleepy Hollow you well might think that the old tale had been a trilogy. The show is incredibly poky and protracted; it just won't keep movin' along. Nor has it very much more of musicomedy's factitious lure than of the old Hudson River Valley's drowsy charm; only here & there is a lyric sprightly, or the dancing gay. As Ichabod, angular Gil Lamb is likable...