Word: lover
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...only Prince Philip of Hesse. The slight brown-eyed girl, likewise swept into love by the fatal attraction of opposites, be-shrewed daintily the day that she was born Mafalda, Princess of Italy, and resolved to wheedle King Vittorio Emanuele into letting here stoop to her tall lover...
...gloomy as a Scottish murderer, he strides with downcast head, while battlements rise out of mist about him and chasms open at his feet. Again, in a lyric moment, his face shines with the ardor of a lover, and when he slips off his shaggy sweater his beholders see a long cloak slip from the shoulders of one who stands under a balcony in Verona. Best of all he loves the thrill of impending defeat, when the pitying crowd can read in his visage the despair of one who has striven and failed, and perceive by his labored breathing...
Maggie, the oldest, capable and devoted, got precious little help from moony-spoony May, the Campion beauty, or from butter-fingered Lily who couldn't say boo to a goose. But she scrimped and saved and cooked, gave up the lover who would have carried her off to South America, sent Victor to Harvard, petted him when he flunked out and came home to loaf, feet on fender, in wait for a suitable business position and in self-pitying anguish over the rebuff a New York bud had given his rustic advances. While the rest of the country freed...
...town again at once. Tristram's reason: to rebuke village prurience. Brenda's reason: Mattocks still needed her. Result: Mattocks improved and the prurience intensified. He began a canvas of great promise and a village gossip sent Wing an anonymous note, worded in newspaper clippings, that mentioned "adultery", "abominable lover", "disgusting wickedness". Mattocks finished his canvas?Brenda translated into landscape, unquestionably a masterpiece; and village roughs smashed it, flinging him into a creek as revenge for a fictitious attempt upon a girl...
...Lover. Irene Rich can make almost anything in the cinema seem fairly good. Which may make her a good actress or may prove that routine picture plots are better than they seem. This one certainly seems sloppy enough. It is all about an unloved wife and a Hungarian count. If you have enjoyed Irene Rich doing this sort of thing before, there is probably no reason for warning...