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...down to the street, she would hurry past a long queue of waiting German soldiers. "I was happy enough," Jeanne says, "but I was a miserable brat. I wouldn't eat unless my mother danced for me and the poor woman had to dance and dance. The Moreaus were all ashamed that Anatole had married a dancer. Perhaps that's why I insisted upon it." Her best friend had died when she was twelve, and she retreated into a world of books. "I read many books far too soon," she says. "They made me sick with terror...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Actresses: Making the Most of Love | 3/5/1965 | See Source »

...blouses suggested an irresistible, infantile heaven. But those were only growth pains. Now that the country has matured into world leadership, American men go to the movies to see not girls but women. This has even become the epoch of the opulent jade, all the Melina Mercouris and Jeanne Moreaus, whose frank stares suggest a fully ripened hell and provoke an uncontrollable urge to total ruin...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Actresses: The Jades' Apprentice | 12/14/1962 | See Source »

...Curaçao. In Dr. Barbeau's records, the most detailed account of the Dancer is that of his supposed appearance at a party given by the Moreau family of L'Islet County on a Saturday night in 1917. The Moreaus were entertaining on their small farm outside Cap Saint-Ignace for their son Pierre, who had been lumbering in the U.S. for three years. After dinner the guests drank deep of rum, curaçao and whisky, and the fiddler struck up a lively tune. "Let's dance," a guest proposed. Everyone remembered that the village...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CANADA: The Handsome Dancer | 11/24/1952 | See Source »

...Water. While some of the guests went outside to see the newcomer's coach, which shone like a mirror and was drawn by a horse with flaming eyes, the stranger danced with Blanche, who trembled as he whispered: "How pretty you are!" Then they passed close to the Moreaus' two-year-old son, who shrieked, "Bru! Bru!" (Burn! Burn!). Seized with a dreadful presentiment, the mother dipped holy water and sprinkled the stranger. The Devil-for it was he-turned hideous, jumped to the ceiling, then ran right through the stone wall and vanished in a sulphurous pall...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CANADA: The Handsome Dancer | 11/24/1952 | See Source »

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