Word: notes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Died. Lord Alfred Douglas, 74, scholar, sonneteer, son of boxing's famed rules-maker, the late eighth Marquess of Queensberry, whose note denouncing young Alfred's friend, Oscar Wilde, was the cause of Wilde's libel suit and subsequent imprisonment for pederasty; after long illness ; in Lancing, Sussex, England. Lord Alfred spent a lifetime defending and explaining himself and his poet friend (Oscar, Wilde and Myself, Autobiography, Oscar Wilde: a Summing...
...religious dialogues, however, there is a good deal of swift and explosive air combat, about as exciting as such material can hope to be, after it has been filmed so well and so often. A California-trained, English-speaking Japanese ace named Tokyo Joe (Richard Loo) adds a novel note of hatred by gritting "Yenkk" and other Homeric epithets into his cockpit radio, and meets his death in a long delirious streaking fall over fleabitten mountains, which is perhaps the best shot in the picture. Dennis Morgan, Dane Clark, John Ridgely and (barring some fancy eye-rolling) Raymond Massey...
When his visitors were seated, the tall, timid don (invariably dressed in black clericals) would produce a memorandum book, quickly draw a diagram of the room, and note in it precisely the position of each chair and its occupant's name. If he nervously pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, a cascade of carefully graded pennies, shillings and half crowns was likely to stream onto the floor. At this, he would hurriedly fill the teapot and pace up & down swinging it, for ten minutes exactly -"he claimed the tea was better...
...Duly Noted. In Hartsdale, N.Y., Mrs. Winifred Day presented as evidence a note she had received from her husband Thomas, reading, "Winnie, I got married a week ago. I hope you don't mind." She got her divorce...
Even as you watch the immensities of a sea choked with craft, and realize the incalculably great massing and brandishing of skill and purpose assembled there, the whole motion forward has the involuntariness of a convulsion. Even as you look from a plane steep into the sea, and note the amazingly regular patterns of the wakes, it is more as if a stone had been gashed by the claws of a great beast. And along the ashen island, men and machines flounder and founder as desperately, and with as little apparent clarity of intention, as if they themselves were phantasms...