Word: old
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Carter's phony scoop was the real cause of Fleet Street's wrath at De Gaulle: his insistence on regarding West Germany, rather than Britain, as his closest ally. Adenauer and De Gaulle, screamed the Daily Herald, are "the terrible twins . . . two stubborn, jealous, ambitious and misguided old men, determined to assert power and authority in Western Europe...
Epstein studied at Manhattan's Art Students League, made a little money as an illustrator. In his early 203 he invaded Paris, became a close friend of Sculptor Constantin Brancusi. Together they "discovered" and fell under the spell of African carving. Later, Epstein staked out elegant old London as his chosen battleground, began alternately shocking and dazzling the British with hugely energetic, part sentimental and part brutal monuments. Epstein's bull-bold, pink alabaster Adam made strong men blush, girls giggle, and dowagers howl for blood. "I saw my subject," Epstein rumblingly explained, mankind." "as His the contorted...
...Almost Old-Fashioned. As his primitivist monuments faded to grimy familiarity, Epstein found himself an accepted eccentric. Acceptance slowly turned to deep respect, and in 1954 the old volcano became "Sir Jacob." A new generation of sculptors was shocking the public in its turn, with carvings full of holes, welded metal totems, and assemblies from the junk yard. Epstein by contrast came to seem imbued with Semitic melancholy, soft-edged and almost oldfashioned...
...chased by an overdressed, "publicity-loving" international party girl (Zsa Zsa Gabor). The casting is pluperfect, but most of the picture is a pretentious bore. The pre recorded songs seem unable to locate Lanza's lips, and some of the arias might even have been scraped off old Lanza sound tracks. The only new number, a "Jamaican rock 'n' roll" item called Pineapple Pickers, summons little of the old Mario magic and all of the old mannerisms: aggressive smile, athletic nostrils, orbiting eyeballs and quivering poundage...
...said of this 1897 comedy: "It will assuredly lose its gloss with the lapse of time, and leave itself exposed as the threadbare popular melodrama it technically is." The critic also happened to be the play's author, George Bernard Shaw. Rashly ignoring the warning of a wise old showman, Hollywood has at tempted to put new life into the languid old yarn about shenanigans in Revolutionary War days. The British side (Sir Laurence Olivier) comes off better than the Colonials (Kirk Douglas and Burt Lancaster...