Word: messe
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...involuntary miscarriage, and lets a couple of villains become last-reel good guys. But there is still too much meaningless blood and lust in Peyton Place. The film collapses, during one of the least convincing murder trials ever filmed, when it tries to mop up the whole mess by blaming it on the town's callousness and nasty-minded curiosity. Peyton Place is not nasty at all; in glowing CinemaScope, it looks like the exurb where good commuters go when they...
...tour of the headquarters with U.S. General Lauris Norstad. the man who now holds his old job as SACEUR (Supreme Allied Commander Europe). After a quick look at the office that he left in 1952 to campaign for the presidency, Ike dropped into the officers' mess, sipped at a martini proffered by Norstad with the rueful comment: "It's been many a year since...
...still in recession-unemployment up to 3,000,000, steel production down to 70% of capacity, automobile production down in the light of falling sales (see BUSINESS). Big Labor was getting set to press new wage demands in next year's collective bargaining. And at the Pentagon the mess in missilery and the mis-organization of command, as shown up by the Johnson Preparedness Investigating Subcommittee hearings, was such as to raise serious questions as to whether Commander in Chief Dwight D. Eisenhower had done his homework as a military administrator...
...downy beard. There were the times gone by when candy canes weren't sticky and decorations never fell from the Christmas tree. But that was a long time ago. For now the Salvation Army seems a depressing crew and the snow flakes seem to make the world a muddy mess rather than a winter wonderland. And it seems all too apparent, nowadays, that reindeer have foul breath and that nine out of ten Santas are phony while the other guy isn't a member of the union...
Late in the rain-drenched game at Detroit's Briggs Stadium, the mud-daubed players blended into a black, slithering mess. Numbers disappeared, so did faces. Shivering spectators could barely tell one of the home-town Lions from an invading Green Bay Packer. But by then the Lions had splashed to the game's single, spectacular touchdown, booted three field goals, scored a safety, and had given up only two field goals in return. Their defensive team showed no signs of permitting the Packers to escape from an 18-6 defeat. And by then, no one needed...