Word: neat
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...zlotys ($100 at the present exchange rate, a week's wage for a better-paid Pole). At the Kaskada, a smoke-filled vodka joint, there is Dixieland music, and at 2 a.m. the proprietor, according to a Warsaw magazine, "discreetly removes the drunks and lays them out in neat rows on the sidewalk." Gasoline is rationed, taxis hard to find, and there is a coal shortage...
...saying that they have reserved the right to alter the story. Nobody would begrudge them this right, except for the fact that the changes they made nearly always constitute clever dramatic effects. Thus, for instance, Bryan collapses spectacularly after the end of the trial. It's a neat trick, since it automatically restores him to the audience's sympathies. But it beclouds the potentially fascinating problem of how a once-great man, three times almost President, would feel after an ignominious, even ridiculous, defeat. The collapse is only one example of the playwrights' constant tendency to avoid exploring deep...
Critic Into Wife. The fact is that Fanny did not rate Henry very highly as a poet. "The Prof has collected all his vagrant poems into a neat little volume christened mournfully Voices of the Night. He does not look like a nightbird and is more of a mocking-bird than a nightingale . . ." And when he published his next volume: "The Professor has a creamy new volume of verses out . . . the cream of thought being somewhat thinner than that of the binding." But when, in 1843, Fanny finally said yes. she loyally ended her role as one of Henry...
...with something fine and floor-shaking from the chorus, Al Capp's comic-strip community bounces to life. At other times, behind musicomedy goggles, Capp's satiric eye notes and needles skulduggery, stupidity, conformity. But there are numerous occasions when the Capp menagerie, let out of their neat newspaper cages, noisily lose their way stumbling,in too many directions...
...Whenever Gilda has a spare moment, the orchestra lapses into a kind of soft-shoe accompaniment, leaving wide-open spaces for her graceful vocal glides and glitters. Soprano Dobbs sounded smooth as cashmere beside the tweedy textures of Tenor Jan Peerce and Baritone Leonard Warren. Her phrasing was always neat and true; in lyrical passages her voice floated with never an edge. In Verdi's showy old coloratura bits, e.g., Caro Nome, it glittered clear and bright as a glockenspiel in a football band. She was nervous at first-her vibrato was fast as a canary...