Word: mists
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...picking of the samisen snips the threads of reality one by one, and the audience floats free among music that tries to express the intimate noises of the toiling spirit. The photography never once permits this mood to falter. Even the most violent scenes are dissolved in a meditative mist, like terrors in the mind of a sage. The moviegoer has the sense of living in a classic Japanese watercolor or of walking on a world that is really a giant pearl...
...time as chief of the Marine Corps Schools at Quantico, Va. This week old (60) Leatherneck Gates, D.S.C., Navy Cross, D.S.M., Legion of Merit, Silver Star, was retired with a 17-gun salute and an elaborate ceremony. "Tripe," hard-boiled Cliff Gates called it, blinking down the mist in his eyes. The country needs toughening up, he said, and the Marine Corps needs "tough fighters." After all, "that's what...
...Then Italian art bubbled with joyful experimentation. Now it has gone comparatively flat. Even the major painters cadge ideas from each other as casually as cigarettes. In fact, art ideas are at such a premium in Italy that one man who paints only reflections, another who pictures nothing but mist, and a third who contents himself with poking dainty holes in canvas, are honored with special shows...
...hours, Luciole, a battered C-47 of countless missions, heaved reluctantly down the runway and climbed through the moonlit mist. The crew started preparing flares, and their job was typical of the makeshift means the French must so often use in Indo-China. The flares were designed for bomb-bay release, but tonight they would have to be shoved by hand from the C-47's door. The delicate business of arming them must be done after takeoff. A sergeant flung one flare tail cap on the floor and swore. "It's defective," he grumbled. "This happens...
From here on, the picture keeps blurring from dream to reality and back again, like the moon in a mist. In his first dream, which takes place around the turn of the century, the composer meets an old man who tells him all about the good old days, back in 1830. In a flash the musician becomes a bugler, off to sound the charge on some sultan's daughter (Gina Lollobrigida) in Algeria. But after lolling awhile with Lollobrigida, he meets the old man again, and is off to 1790 for some wig-nuzzling with a willing aristocrat (Magali...