Word: lyrically
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...Living (RKO Radio) whisks off in lyric pursuit of that frolicking wisp, The Awful Truth (TIME, Nov. 1), winds up chasing its own tail. Sprightly Comedienne Irene Dunne is a gifted musi-comedy star upon whose purse strings depends a chiseling family. Unbidden to the rescue leaps Actor Douglas Fairbanks Jr., a well-intentioned masher with a way of laughing the law's locksmiths out of doing their sworn duty. The result for the first few reels is bright, well-ordered mirth from the gag-laden pens of Scenarists Gene Towne, Graham Baker and Allan Scott. But when...
...them again, the camera shows dramatic glimpses into many lives. The first was a suicide for love of Cristine, but lives on in the mind of a grief-mad mother. Another, the one who wooed her in verse, is now a slick crook. The composer (Harry Baur), of whose lyric tribute she was gaily unappreciative, has turned priest. The optimist (Raimu) who was going to be president is mayor of his village, is about to wed his cook. She traces the next to the Marseille water front. There the cameras are literally tilted, and with shrewdly-angled photography emphasize...
...acting, Marvin Scaife, '39 must be commended as a most seductive femme fatale in the employ of the dictators, and Vinton Freedley, Jr., '40, as a coyly charming heroine. Benjamin Dillingham, '39, played with gusto the role of the king, and Stanley Miller adds his histrionic talents to his lyric and musical, being cast in the part of the hero...
...almost indistinguishable from Poet Auden, he now orients himself to Marx where Auden follows Freud, now writes few poems and many book reviews, turns out detective stories under the pseudonym of Nicholas Blake. Last spring he published his first novel, The Friendly Tree, a love story almost panting with lyric breathlessness...
...suppose the moon is always bigger on Saturday night?," a million understanding shopgirl hearts sigh with her. And when, temporarily exalted to a swank Manhattan penthouse, Joan looks over the parapet at the twinkling city, "piled up against the dark," many a less lyric lass wishes that she, too, might sometime be so pent...