Word: noted
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Time, conceding it to be "an effort of a sort and size rare in today's U.S. theatre," opined that it "has an often stunning theatricality, notably in the first half," but that the second half "rather lacks a strong pulse" and ends on a note that is "unsatisfying... because it lacks dramatic truth...
Germany (to a German audience in 1945). "The world changes, and I firmly believe that henceforth there is every reason why you should be closer rather than farther from us. You will note that I have spoken only of the future and the present. This is not unintentional...
...head; those about the cross wore armor-not of Roman soldiers but such as Cortes' men had worn when he brought the cross and sword to Mexico 435 years before. It was the annual Passion play* of Tlaltenalco, and there were tourists, who did not fail to note that Manuel's beard was paper. It came unstuck and fell off somewhere along his Via Dolorosa...
...valid as the accolades. As a columnist, writing for a potential readership of some 20 million, Lippmann has a reach far short of his grasp. His work is literate but can also be obtuse, repetitious, and obscure. The reader is expected to know all about "the long Soviet note to Berlin" and the ideology of John Maynard Keynes; Columnist Lippmann will not enlighten him. "I do not assume," he says, "that I am writing for anybody of a lower grade of intelligence than...
This final note of affirmation seems somewhat unsatisfying, less on philosophical grounds than because it lacks dramatic truth; it does not have the strong pulse of the play behind it. For that matter, the second half of J.B. rather lacks a strong pulse. So long as J.B. is being struck down, J.B. is theatrically vibrant. But once he lies on the ground crying out why, the problem arises of giving utterance the effect of action. J.B.'s plight smacks, in dramatic terms, of the kind of situation-"in which there is everything to be endured, nothing to be done...