Word: kisser
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Unlike the Austrian, who is a born knuckle nuzzler and usually even prefaces a telephone call to a woman with a murmured Küss die Hand, the traditional German hand kisser seems hopelessly stiff to other Europeans. He somehow gives the impression that he is afraid of catching germs. To purists, the greatest danger is that the art, dry or wet, is becoming too popular. "When a man used to kiss your hand, and did it right," mourns one venerable German baroness, "it meant he was well-bred. Now you can't be sure any more." Of course...
...dawn reading in his St. Tropez villa, he heard a noise in his sleeping wife's adjacent bedroom, opened the door and bumped smack into a young burglar. "What are you doing here?" roared the conductor, appassionato. For answer, he got a fortissimo downbeat right in the kisser...
...second books, but they are rich with life and intelligence. Underground City, set in France during the Resistance and the early postwar days, is, notably, the only novel in memory that achieves both dignity and passion in dealing with the predicament of the patriot who is not a flag kisser. Men Die, which is concerned with race hatred and other crippling manias, is audaciously and successfully arty. The central incident of the book is an explosion that wrecks a Caribbean naval base. Humes's time sequence begins with the detonation and is hurled about in jagged fragments-precisely...
...question, as Rod Serling asked it in his famous television play and as he asks it again in this capable cinema adaptation, is sure to touch the spectator's heart. Unhappily, the answer to the question hits the customer in the kisser like a supersaturated crying towel. But to some extent the performances make up for the plot. Gleason has the loud uncertain blare of a tinhorn who can't face the music. Julie Harris, as a U.S. Employment Service counselor, suggests with diffident charm that the U.S.E.S. of adversity can sometimes be sweet. And Quinn, though...
...down. The ringside crowd is up and roaring. "Sev-hin, A-yut, Nigh-yen"-the Kid's up again. He's bleeding at the mouth. How much more of this grueling punishment can the Kid take? Well, say another 15 or 20 solid punches right in the kisser. But don't sell the Kid short. He has a heart of gold and a head of lead. When his eyes begin to look like two fried eggs, he'll land a right on his opponent's jaw like a megaton of bricks. Blowie! Another...