Word: idolator
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Alone again, Authoress Sand considered Pianist Liszt as a successor to Musset and the doctor. Replied the cautious virtuoso: Only God deserves to be loved. In 1836 George Sand wrote in her diary: "Farewell, Eros! You idol of my youth! . . . The present and future are free for the service of humanity. . . ." She began to write proletarian novels in which heroines no longer deserted their husbands for love but for the revolution and the socialist teachings of Saint-Simon and Louis Blanc...
...Detroit, where Negro Idol Joe Louis got his start, went Earl Brown, on leave from the Amsterdam News. There he talked with Manager John Roxborough and his wife, with some two dozen Louis friends and hangers-on. In Chicago he spent an evening with Marva Louis, Joe's wife, while she told her troubles. Back in Harlem, he saw Al Monroe, onetime Louis pal, Negro staffwriter for the Chicago Defender. Then Editor Brown wrote his story...
...afternoon Amsterdam News's Publisher C. B. Powell called Editor Brown into his office, told him that Roxborough did not like the story, feared it might hurt Joe Louis' status as an idol. Said Powell : "Do you want to resign or be fired?" Earl Brown chose to be fired...
...Generalissimo remains the symbol of unity, idol of the people, leader of the Army-and if anything happened to him, China's morale, which is her most precious asset, would crumble. Or if any hurt should come to his fragile, energetic, moral wife, whose New Life Movement supplied China with its backbone of courage and kept it stiffened from 1937 to 1940, the result would be almost as serious...
...diligently at work portraying bearish youth mellowing into crochety old age. Inconclusive in its characterization, the picture meanders shapelessly through the minor crises in the composer's life, in a disjointed course that lacks both interest and conviction. A weak-kneed attempt to build up Verdi as a nationalist idol bogs down in conventional heroics. In a last desperate effort at unity, the director drags in a love complication as profoundly touching as Hollywood's grade C productions. Never reaching beyond the suggestive, the picture loses itself in a maze of episodic trivia...