Word: like
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...instance, in that classic scene in the men's room of a small night club, where he is coaching his successor as washroom attendant and telling him the chance of promotion, he ad libbed, "Why, if you click in this joint, you may work up to some four-sinker like the 'Mayfair...
...taking his favorite plot of the sheep among wolves and putting it down in the heart of U. S. political life, the Senate, Frank Capra has created something close to dynamite in motion picture form. "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington", like all Capra pictures, makes you laugh, cry, and sit on the edge of your seat in suspense. But this time Capra has gone a step further: he has portrayed what James Truslow Adams calls the "American dream." Granted that the picture is emotional to the nth degree, the fact remains that democracy, Americanism--call it what you will...
...dangerous. The comical-looking tree porcupine, annoyed to find that he is standing on his tail, gravely tips himself over by pulling it out from underneath. Miniature anteaters cry when caught, curl up pathetically with face in paws, uncurl suddenly and nab your arm. Pea-size frogs croak like bullfrogs. One beetle is equipped with amber landing light. A bird sings sophisticated Gershwin melodies. Quanks, opossums, howler monkeys, capybara, sloths, tamarins, uropygi come in all sizes and shapes, display remarkably varied habits...
...sense, misleading to attach a term like "Impressionism" to a definite chronological period; for despite the fact that many outstanding painters who lived during the middle of the last century were Impressionists, the term itself is primarily indicative of a method rather than a time in the history of painting. An Impressionistic painting is simply one in which bright, practically unfused colors are placed on the canvas in such a manner that the eye of the onlooker, rather than the brush of the artist, mixes the tones and gives them coherence. Perhaps an example would serve to illustrate my point...
...foot of towering, rocky cliffs. Several weatherbeaten shacks, a pier or two, boats and nets hung up to dry, comprise the weary picture. Almost no motion is apparent. Everywhere are rocks and mosquitoes and marshes extending as far as the eye can see. And smothering the scene like a heavy blanket is the smell of drying and decaying fish. For it is summer and the people who cling precariously to the shoreline are codfishing for existence...