Word: nosing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...woman jumped with her coat on fire, tore it off and ran from the scene. Pretty, 24-year-old "Frankie" Housley stood by the door, coolly advising her passengers to "take your time." One panic-stricken woman crawled along the aisle away from the door and toward the nose of the plane. Another woman screamed: "Get my baby." Frankie could have jumped. Instead, she turned back into the flaming cabin...
...these?" gloated the lean, pistol-packing Texan. "Well, when I get to Miami next month, I'm going to swap them for a $10,000 bill. I've never had a $10,000 bill, but I'm going to get one and wave it under the nose of every s.o.b. in Tegucigalpa...
...starved fellow men queueing up for the Miss America Doll (including choice of permeating perfumes), it seems to him that "she" is precisely the "mechanical lust-putty" that they have been hankering after all along-an erotic object chosen solely according to "criteria of eye and ear and nose and touch," devoid of all "personality . . . mind . . . ideas or a soul." It is inevitable, Gaunt thinks, that this lascivious dummy, this triumph of an all-male civilization, should be entitled "Miss": to dub her "Mrs." would be to suggest to youth-worshiping Americans that possession of her "implied responsibility, authority, claims...
Comedy becomes slapstick, courage becomes arrant braggadocio, and even the celebrated nose assumes absurd proportions under Ferrer's touch. He forgets that the one extreme about which Cyrano's character revolves is that of unswerving devotion to a personal code of honor. By removing this one characteristic of universal appeal from Cyrano, Ferrer has also taken away the element of audience self-identification, perhaps the most important aspect of the play. This is not to say that Ferrer's acting is not often superb. It is. In the balcony and convent scenes, he extracts the utmost from Rostand's brilliant...
Early in 1950, the London Economist's Geoffrey Crowther, a footloose editor with a nose for news, made his annual inspection trip of U.S. industry. "I came here expecting to see a boom," he said, "but nothing I had read prepared me for this. The very air smells of boom. For the firsttime, the U.S. is beginning to smell like 1929 again...