Word: morsels
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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After 42 dark weeks, Washington's hungry theatergoers snapped up a morsel-a one-night stand of Judith Anderson in Medea, played in the outdoor Sylvan Theater at the base of the Washington Monument. Actors' Equity would still not permit its players to perform where Negroes were excluded from the audience, and the capital's only playhouse, the National, still balked at such terms...
...Brothers (Rank; Prestige) is one of those "stark" dramas about people very close to nature, in which strong men snarl at each other over a morsel of feminine flotsam (Patricia Roc), primitive passions are stripped to their G-strings, simple folk lap up their liquor as avidly as so many intellectuals, and the dialect is as hard to get through as a barbed-wire entanglement...
...Lease. Mad as such delusions were and always will be, says Toynbee, a morsel of truth is often hidden in them. This morsel is recognizable to men who, first, think of their national welfare in terms of a civilized inheritance, and second, think of the world itself as "a province of the Kingdom of God." In his view, it is, for example, of minor importance that the old apartment house of Western Europe has recently collapsed: what matters is that Christendom has found a newer, physically stronger home on the North American continent...
...blends and alternations of darkness & light and of classical, romantic and modern styles, the part is an actor's dream. Colman sits down to it as a veteran gourmet might sit down to the banquet of a lifetime, and polishes it off, savoring every last morsel, straight through to the crumbs on the tablecloth. His performance is a pleasure in itself, but the real delight is to watch his delight in his job. Colman is not a great actor, but he gives an arresting demonstration of what a good actor can do with great material when he cares enough...
...takes so little to be happy. . . . Now all I would wish, in this winter of the spirit, is to fall asleep and wake up in a luxury of light and warmth; not to have every morsel of coal dragged unwillingly from the bowels of the coal mine; not to have all food weighed and balanced up in calories, with so many million deaths anticipated, calmly, from cold and starvation; but to pass on to the light and warmth of life...