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Adler's skulduggery and Germany's setbacks look like cause & effect. Since he also plays the real Hitler, Actor Adler* makes the impersonations look plausible; he shows his versatility in brief imitations of Mussolini, Haile Selassie and Chamberlain. But The Magic Face, full of logical kinks and lurid banalities, hangs together no better as fiction than fact...
Because of the theme and its lurid treatment, Bartok's own Budapest banned Mandarin until 1946. Manhattan's City Ballet Company was under no such inhibition. City Center cast sinewy Melissa Hayden as the streetwalker, picked Veteran Dancer Hugh Laing as the mandarin, and called in the public...
Born & bred in British Guiana (he now lives in England), 43-year-old Author Mittelhölzer seems admirably at home when he is pouring his talent into lurid fantasy and characterization. The disappointment comes when Mittelhölzer tries to be a Plato as well as a Rabelais. As a literary mixture, ethical utopianism and Tobacco Road are just about as obscure as the paw prints in Mabel's freckle pattern...
Dead-End Kid. The gift from God came into the world Jan. 31, 1921. Mario (real name: Alfredo Arnold Cocozza) was born and grew up in South Philadelphia. As part of the self-made Lanza legend, he sometimes likes to shock friends or interviewers by painting a lurid picture of his old neighborhood as a hotbed of crime, where stray gangster bullets might have nipped his career at any moment. Outraged by some of the tall tales, South Philadelphians once hurled stones and tomatoes at Lanza's grandfather's home, and made a public ceremony of smashing...
...sounded a restrained critical welcome: "It is sustained in brilliance, and if it is a failure, it is a failure of an absorbing, vital, fertilizing kind, and I am glad that an English publisher has, at last, been found after many years to bring it out." As for the lurid passages which had caused the book to be banned in New York and Los Angeles, the Sunday Times critic dismissed them with disdain: "These descriptions, mechanistic and almost without eroticism, achieve a kind of insect monotony, like a boasting of beetles...