Word: margret
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...Margret E. Rey, co-creator of the Curious George children's books and a longtime Cambridge resident, died December...
Scalding hot soup, ice cream, a cookie and an El Producto cigar. That's the lunch diet that has kept GEORGE BURNS going for a century. For Burns, turning 100 this Saturday is no big deal. He'll be feted by Ann-Margret and her mother (among 250 others) at a function celebrating the opening of the Burns and Allen Research Center at Cedars-Sinai hospital in Los Angeles, but other than that, it's the quiet life. In his new memoir, 100 Years 100 Stories, the man who used to make jokes about his age, like "I hope...
None of this might have happened had Barnett not convinced a headstrong and homesick theater major that he should give his college one more try. Like Tony Randall, Warren Beatty, Ann-Margret and Charlton Heston before him at Northwestern, Darnell Autry is an actor. Unlike them, he can explode through the line, break tackles and outrace defenders. He rushed for at least 100 yds. in every one of Northwestern's games this year, and had he not been a mere sophomore, he might have got more consideration for the Heisman Trophy...
...rambling psychobiography, Albert Speer: His Battle with Truth (Knopf; 757 pages; $35), Austrian-born journalist Gitta Sereny examines her subject's troubled life and problematic writings in microscopic detail. Sereny extensively interviewed Speer and his wife Margret at their retirement home in Heidelberg and talked with dozens of acquaintances. Her conclusion: emotionally crippled by an unhappy childhood, Speer was a frustrated romantic whose reciprocated love for Hitler--a sublimated, nonsexual but homoerotic devotion--blinded him to dark realities he chose not to see or hear. In effect, Speer existed in what the Dutch Protestant theologian Willem Visser 't Hooft...
...this cautionary tale of blond ambition, Kidman concocts a savory cocktail of strychnine and syrup. Imagine a bourgeois sex kitten mistaken for a prom queen. Her eyes are fixed in a cutesy-predatory gaze that evokes and parodies the early Ann-Margret and her cinema avatars Melanie Griffith and Drew Barrymore. Her voice has the blithe assurance of someone who has never been told no. On her teeth is a little lipstick residue, like unlicked blood. She's got It, and she knows how to peddle it. In this small-town, pastel-pretty version of Network, Suzanne strides toward...