Word: human
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Beautiful Ugliness. Samuel T. Wilson, Columbus Dispatch drama critic and dean of Columbus reviewers, wrote that Moon is "the playwright's present towering achievement as a dramatic craftsman and above all as a poet . . . full of sentiment, music and meaning, warmth of human observation and comment, and vast sorrowfulness." Bud Kissel of the Columbus Citizen disputed: "A competent cast that never muffed a line nor missed a cue wasted their talents on an unimportant play." But Mary McGavran of the Ohio State Journal called the play "beautiful in its very ugliness." And William F. McDermott of the Cleveland Plain...
...spite of these non-human characteristics, tarsiers are genuine primates. They can stand upright, like a man; their spinal columns, like man's, hang from the base of the skull. Instead of claws, they have long, spatulate fingers and tiny fingernails...
...length Johnny falls into the hands of three shoddy, half-mad symbols of three strong human drives. An artist (Robert Newton), foaming with delusions of genius, tries to paint the death in his eyes; a doctor (Elwyn Brook-Jones) patches him up for the sake of his own lost pride; the third man (F. J. McCormick) schemes to sell him to the highest bidder. Under these frenzied circumstances, the delirious hero shouts his own conversion and the story's master theme: "Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels and have not charity, I am become...
...melancholy, multitudinous portrait of a night city. Yet its beauty is at times so profuse and lovingly planned that it weighs the film down much as over-descriptive prose harms a novel. And the story, after a stunning start, branches and overextends itself and gradually loses contact with humanity. The hero is so near death that he hardly exists as either man or dramatic force; he becomes merely a passive symbol of doomed suffering. James Mason, though rich in glamor, rather embraces than combats the character's monotony. And some of the people he meets (vividly performed by Abbey...
Many readers may accept some of his diatribes against contemporary life, but just as many are likely to feel that his magic "instinct" is largely a grab bag into which he pops anything he approves of-e.g., the human conscience, which he blandly describes as "the natural candor . . . of instinct." Most readers will find the Essay's philosophy half-baked...