Word: mad
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...effect of entering the diseased mind and reflecting its horrors and fears--its despair in groping in darkness for a ray of light. The mind is not exhibited but analyzed; the audience not merely understands it but feels its tensions. These powerful effects are achieved without off-focus blurs, mad music, or tilting rooms, but with fine direction and expert acting. The one photographic trick is used in picturing the writhing mass of hopeless minds struggling at the bottom...
...Genn does an admirable job as the soft-speaking doctor who takes a personal interest in this case and gradually uncovers the source of the ailment; Mark Stevens is adequate as the girl's husband. Celeste Holm appears briefly as a completely mad girl who tries to choke all who come near her, and is only comforted by the heroine. Her powerful portrayal of the pitiful figure leaves a strong impression, for she does not recover and is left in darkness at the bottom...
Texas' Governor Beauford Jester was so boiling mad he told newsmen, "You can't print what I think." The underwater lands are one of the juiciest holdings of the Texas General Land Office, which uses the proceeds to help finance the state's schools; 1947's royalties from submerged oil drilling were $14,800,000. Just before Tom Clark filed suit, the board had collected $2,055,709 from private drillers for leases on 79,000 underwater acres...
...dinner in Independence this week. When they uncrated the big, bronze, 40-lb. Minnesota bird and the bred-down ("apartment size") 14-lb. white Beltsville turkey on his office porch, a photographer asked the President to chuck one under the chin. He did-and the white turkey got flapping mad. "That's one tom that got into the White House," beamed a bystander, "and he's a turkey." The President grinned...
Thus far, audiences have shown one remarkable reaction. Many have tittered at times, or laughed out loud at the grotesquely pathetic antics of the mad. This laughter is probably no more than a release from nervous strain. In a sense, occasional nervous laughter at The Snake Pit is a measure of its excellence: U.S. moviegoers are not usually troubled by overdoses of reality. The Snake Pit suggests that Hollywood itself might even be cured some day of its own mild schizophrenia, which has made it live for so long in a world of fancy. It also suggests-at a time...