Word: jawed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Juneau's flag bridge, Admiral Higgins was wrapped snugly in a wool-lined sea jacket. A veteran destroyer man whose steel blue eyes are set deeply in a reddish tan face with a hard strong jaw, he commands four U.S. warships...
...night wore on, Army weathermen, looking up at the rain and overcast which shrouded the Japanese capital, shook their heads. Staff officers urged the general to abandon the trip. At each objection the MacArthur jaw jutted out a little farther. "We go," said Douglas MacArthur. A little after 6 a.m. June 29, the wheels of the Bataan rolled down the wet Haneda runway, churning up a fine spray. Soon after the plane was airborne, MacArthur pulled out the corncob pipe which had been one of his World War II trademarks. "I don't smoke this back there in Tokyo...
...check-passer of his general description, Edward Sullivan, the "phantom forger," had been picked up, they said. Shephard made his way to Wisconsin, where Sullivan had been sentenced, came face to face with a man of his same general build and coloring, his same long face and heavy jaw-but by'no means a twin in looks. The real "phantom" looked at photostats of the checks which had convicted Shephard, borrowed paper from the prison warden and wrote out a confession that the checks were his own handiwork...
...resume his family's feud with Donald Crisp, the local tobacco tycoon and father of Patricia Neal. Teaming up with Jeff Corey, a Connecticut Yankee inventor of a newfangled cigarette-making machine, Cooper ruins Tycoon Crisp, marries his spirited daughter and displays his growing ruthlessness by flexing his jaw muscles and compressing his lip. Along the way are all the standard climaxes-street fights, a shooting, a suicide, fires, foreclosures and pointless lovers' quarrels. At the end, discovering that power corrupts and that none of his old friends, not even Madame Bacall, finds him lovable any more, Cooper...
...staid in his outside activities than he used to be, Zanuck, the one-man studio, still gives a three-ring performance. In a story conference where he plays all the roles of scenes in the making, the bristle mustache suddenly twitches, and the face looks heavenward in horror. The jaw sags until the huge cigar droops from his lower lip like a wet sheet hanging from a tenement window. He leans back across the grand piano in his office. His voice becomes shrill and frightened. This is Zanuck impersonating a virgin in distress...