Word: killingly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...initiative. I leave the future to determine what this struggle will have served, but in any case now it serves nothing. Surely they can, if they want to, continue outrages, set up ambushes on the roads, hurl grenades in marketplaces, sneak into villages at night to kill a few unfortunate people. They can hide in mountain caves, go in groups from djebel to djebel and hide arms in rock crevices to use when the opportunity arrives. But the outcome is not there. Nor is it in the political dreams and eloquent propaganda of refugees abroad...
...childhood, she remembers, was going to see Giuseppina after a mastoid operation. A surgeon had sliced through a facial nerve, paralyzing one side of her mother's face. "She went in a bella donna" says Renata. "She came out disfigured. I cursed the surgeon-I wanted to kill...
...while he does not hesitate to shake up history himself, he hates to see amateur head shrinkers steal his act. "The psychological western is nonsense," he insists. "I think the western has to be honest. You kill the heavy in the end; you don't haul him off to the psychiatrist. Like I was watching Gunsmoke and there is this woman who is brutalized by a couple of heavies and she gets rescued and all she wants to do is go off to the city and become a prostitute and lead a good life. Can you imagine that? These...
...study in disillusionment, the play tells how republican Lorenzo de Medici, by playing the weakling and pimp, has the chance to kill the debauched, despotic Duke of Florence, only to find that the new Duke is as worthless as the old. In a role that is superficially as neurotic and high-souled and weak, and is as full of dissembling and soliloquy, as Hamlet's, Gerard Philipe played with great effect. If possibly overstressed, Lorenzaccio's effeteness stood in vivid contrast to Philippe Noiret's gruffly selfish Duke. Such performances were part of a simple but eloquent...
...evil, preaches Greene (as he did in his anti-U.S. novel, The Quiet American), can be caused by the relatively innocent. Wormold's phony reports touch off a vicious series of reprisals from sources never quite labeled. The enemy kill and hound real people whom they suspect as Wormold's agents. He is himself abused by Cuban police and nearly poisoned at a businessman's lunch. The deadly joke reaches back to London, where the big boys recognize their mistake but do not dare admit it. The end is heavily ironic...