Word: humors
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...biography it's bigoted, irrelevant, and untrue. Nobody acts. And it was cast by an anonymous prankster with a macabre sense of humor, who must have sniggered as he conjured up Henreid, Hepburn, Daniell, and Bob Walker as grotesque caricatures of Robert and Clara Schumann, Liszt, and Brahms. By all the orthodox criteria of movie criticism, "Song of Love" is eminently eligible for that glib type of verbal massage so familiar to readers of Wolcott Gibbs...
...Byrnes, the South Carolinian politician, Stalin seemed different. "Where Molotov is devious, Stalin is direct. . . . He was always in good humor and enjoyed a joke." Jimmy Byrnes now says that he was not fooled, although it took him and President Truman some time to find out Stalin's true nature. "It clearly has been Stalin who has called the tune," writes Byrnes, "and Molotov who has made it last as long as a symphony...
...Systems." And what of the effect of the Polish declaration on the U.S.? It should make adoption of the Marshall Plan far easier, in spite of those Americans who were still insisting last week that the Communists would have been good little boys if the U.S. had continued to humor them...
...people, to Dr. Bruch (5 ft. 8 in., 145 lbs.), are not the placid and jolly folks they are generally reputed. Their good humor, she thinks, is a pose-a thin veneer over a greedy, irritable personality that will not brook any denial of its wants...
...sizable bill of particulars could be drawn up against High Button Shoes: much of the score is commonplace, most of the lyrics are mediocre and great gobs of the humor fall flat. But the show has a redeeming bounce; it has a good comic (when he has good comedy) in Actor Silvers; it has a girl with looks and personality in Nanette Fabray. Most of all, it has a brilliant choreographer in Jerome Robbins (On the Town, Billion Dollar Baby). Robbins' best offering: a hilarious Mack Sennett ballet which grows into a masterpiece of controlled pandemonium...