Word: horror
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...grim warp along which the fate of the informer is woven with almost classical measuredness and tragic purpose. It is unfortunate that the construction is not a little more closely knit. The reason for his deed--the salvation from the streets of a woman he loved--and the horror of his remorse, which spends the blood money in wanton and maddened drunken roistering, are not quite boldly enough emphasized. But that is a retrospective fault. It is a splendid play, and McLaglen is excellent. Margot Grahame and Heather Angel lend tearful vividity to the general gloom...
...these years his daughter had to listen to almost continuous public attacks on the way her father made his money, his love of display, his "secret government" of the U. S. It gave her a lifelong horror of publicity and all forms of ostentation. In 1901 Abby Aldrich married a young man who thought the same way about great wealth for the same reasons. His name was John D. Rockefeller...
...many existing causes for alarm, one minor one has been Author Louis Golding's caracoling cleverness, which has frightened away more than a few cautious readers. His latest tale is frightening for a different and better reason: it intends to be. A psychological horror story, The Pursuer gives hunters of goose flesh and duck bumps some satisfactorily thrilling moments...
...nobility of style. Her Schubert Ave Maria was not something interpolated to catch popular fancy; it was fervent, even as an organ tone, deeply impressive. Even more moving was Der Tod und das Mädchen, in which she made a sustained low D seem incidental to the horror of the dying girl, the call of Death itself. Thereafter came an aria from Verdi's Don Carlos, made vivid by canny restraint. With Sibelius' Die Libelle she proved that she could trill. After spirituals the audience clamored for encores for a good half hour, until the hall...
Etcher Eby came out of the War with a sure mastery of his own craft and a virulent horror of what he had been through...