Word: lustrous
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...Kummer's new comedy, "Spring Thaw." The theme of this play is certainly no startling innovation: it is a recitation of the difficulties encountered by a middle-aged man trying to retain possession of both his giddy young wife and his wits. Nor is the dialogue, as written, particularly lustrous. But the play, as played, is certainly one long provocation to laughter...
...through tears. In Tell Me, Pretty Maiden, Doris Nolan, home from such Hollywood productions as The Man I Many and As Good As Married, squanders her talents on the part of a gallant actress, Margo Dare. The persons who get told are a bevy of reporters who interview the lustrous Margo at a cocktail party arranged by her pressagent, Otto Hulett. While Margo tells them about her idyllic childhood among the jasmine bowers of the South, the curtains close. The orchestra plays Swanee River. The curtains then open on the squalid back yard of a New York tenement, showing...
Violin makers, even chemists and acoustical engineers, have taken Stradivari's instruments apart to see what makes them so good. One theory is that the unusually lustrous and transparent varnish Stradivari used had something to do with the Strad tone. But Antonio Stradivari's secret, like his grave, is still undiscovered. Where those bones are today, and what makes a Strad a Strad, nobody knows...
...doors beyond, the studio is devoted entirely to easels, paint brushes, and 20th Century "nonfigurative" sculpture and paintings, including some of Artist Gallatin's recent works. Surrounded by this welter of modern art, there appears a strange blob of fused glass, carefully mounted on a square pedestal of lustrous black stone. "They're saucers," explains Artist Gallatin, "melted in a fire. I found them in the ruins of a summer hotel in Lenox, Mass. The form is most suggestive...
...slender, lustrous-eyed young woman, appearing on Manhattan's Town Hall stage one night last week, completely fascinated an audience which was unable to understand a single word she sang. She was Sarah Osnath-Halevy, a Yemenite from Palestine. By singers' standards her husky nasal voice was unimportant. But Sarah Osnath-Halevy does not pretend to formal singing any more than she does to conventional dancing. She is an interpreter of folk songs from her corner of the world. Those she presented last week were Persian, Arabian, Yemenite, Schabazy, Sephardic, Felahi. Whatever they were she made them invariably...