Word: jacketing
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...discharged, slightly wounding a housewife in the crowd. Unruffled, the Queen Mum went trout fishing in Lake Wanaka, catching nothing, despite her fine fly-fisher's wrist. She did set some sort of local record as the only angler who ever waded in wearing hip boots, sports jacket, and a large string of pearls...
Renaissance Man. Boyish enthusiasm sits poorly on a professor, but an urgency and eagerness that transcend enthusiasm can be gripping. At the University of North Carolina in Chapel Hill, English Professor Osborne Bennett ("O.B.") Hardison Jr., 37, wears scuffed shoes, drooping socks and chalk-streaked jacket, goes everywhere accompanied by a kindly dog named Poppo, and makes literature an urgent affair. O.B. revels in Joyce, turns Kant dramatic, convulses his class by acting out John Donne's poem The Flea. Hummingly in tune with the student wave length, he translates the oracle's prediction in Arcadia ("An uncouth love which...
London last week, Director John Huston gave the go-ahead. The clapstick snapped: The David Niven Story. The cameras began rolling, and there, logically enough, was Niven, clad in an Edwardian velvet dinner jacket, lolling around the banqueting hall of a Scottish castle. Yet, illogically enough, at numerous other sound stages and locations around Great Britain, the same picture is also in the works under four other directors, and starring, variously, Peter Sellers, Woody Allen and a mesomorphic unknown called Terence Cooper. Even more implausible, the name Niven is never mentioned in any of the scripts. What's even...
BEAUTIFUL LOSERS, by Leonard Cohen (Viking; 243 pages; $5.75), is jacket-blurbed by its proud publishers as "a tasteless affront." They also call it "a religious epic of incomparable beauty," but they were right the first time. At its best, Losers is a sluggish, stream-of-concupiscence exposition of what Sartre called nausea. The flipster fictioneers have treated this theme so often that the method has become standardized: spit in their shoe, serve it to you. Novelist Cohen is all spit and no polish. His anti-hero is a Canadian writer who has had a homosexual affair with a Member...
...prove the point, Jackie decided to stay an extra day before departing for Madrid and thence to the U.S. "To visit Seville and not ride horseback at the fair is equal to not coming at all," she declared. Whereupon, donning the traditional traje corto (black-trimmed red jacket, flowing chaps, flat broad-brimmed hat), she mounted a white horse and made a leisurely paseo of the fair. "I don't know what I'm doing," Jackie laughed, belying her superb equipoise, "but it's very exciting." She rode for a full half-hour through cheering crowds lining...