Word: much
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...company, which had spent only $7,500 on advertising in 1939, splurged much of its $1,000,000 ad budget pushing the new "bold look." It ran sales up to a new high of $23.7 million (though, with higher costs, the net slipped to $1,000,000), second to Cluett, Peabody's (TIME, Oct. 11). Convinced that he has a winner in his new wrinkleproof collar, Phillips plans to push it with his biggest ($1,500,000) advertising campaign...
Died. Franz von Rintelen, 72, World War I master saboteur and head of the German spy network operating from New York; in London. Bald, dashing Prussian Captain von Rintelen came to the U.S. in 1915 with $500,000 and instructions to prevent munitions from reaching the Allies. He lost much of the money playing the stockmarket, but managed to carry out his orders: 32 Allied ships were damaged or sunk when incendiary time-bombs exploded in their holds. Responsible for a wave of dock strikes and the Black Tom explosion (and suspected of planning the sinking of the Lusitania), Rintelen...
...Arnold Boult, Tracy misses much of the substance and savor of the role. His rages, his gaiety, his coldblooded urbanities lack the neurotic, compulsive tensions which made Boult what he was. Behind his big executive desk, Tracy is almost completely convincing but elsewhere-as in a sequence of sophisticated badinage in Miss MacGrath's sitting room-he is beyond his depth. As his sensitive but spineless wife, Miss Kerr reels in much of the slack of Tracy's performance with ease and authority. Except for some tasteless exaggeration of dress and manner in her final drunken scenes...
...fathers. Meanwhile the camera, true to the best British cinema traditions, is out to explore the quirks and quackeries of local society. Some of its finds-notably an overstuffed, off-key performance of the Operatic Society-are bright and amusing. Other bits & pieces have already been tarnished by too much handling...
...novels of Britain's Ivy Compton-Burnett have received so much highbrow adulation that there is a growing suspicion that they must be unreadable. The suspicion has some foundation: when Elizabeth Bowen says that "Miss Compton-Burnett is always fundamentally truthful at the expense of realism," she is simply saying that many readers will never have the vaguest notion of what Compton-Burnett is being so truthful about...