Word: like
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...upper hand; charging the truck, he topples it over on its side as if it were a baby Austin. Another highlight: a series of submarine close-ups of gigantic hippos lolling on the sandy bottom of a transparent pool. Weirdest animal is the aardvark, which has a squawk like a maddened calliope and the look of a dispirited rabbit sired by an anteater...
Acid Test. The Birmingham owners treated their Old Etonian employee just like any Tom, Dick or Harry. In return, Henry Yorke was profoundly impressed and fascinated by his working mates ("I loved them"). Like them he was usually covered with acid stains and engineering grime, but he still did not look the part enough to deceive anyone. "I'll bet he is a public-school boy," he once heard a Birmingham woman say sadly. "I wonder what has brought him to this...
...incapable of portraying life in any strata other than their own as, say, a Brooklyn-bred novelist would be of showing how a tree grows in Independence, Mo. But the novels of Henry Green, which are still little known in Britain and almost unheard of in the U.S., bubble like a social melting pot that can boil down everything from cutaways to galluses. Nor is any one of them much like its fellows, because both Henry Yorke and pseudonymous Henry Green love to court new experiences and make fresh experiments. Since his proletarian years, Henry Yorke has graduated into...
...irritating than useful) is to catch his variegated Britons in a situation (blindness, old age, a dense fog) from which they cannot escape-"imprisoned in a rudimentary part of life," says Critic Henry Reed. Thus, Green's characteristically terse titles-Blindness, Living, Caught, Back, Party Going, Concluding-are like simple signposts indicating the general direction in which he intends to explore...
Last Gasp. In Loving, the first Henry Green novel to be published in the U.S. and perhaps the best of his seven, readers will see for themselves just what the "rudimentary" trap of blended yearning, lust, selfishness and self-sacrifice, i.e., love, looks like in the hands of an experienced man with a musical ear, an impressionist painter's eye, and a poet's obsession with life's hidden undercurrents and emotional mysteries...