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...never been terribly hard to tell a society matron from a schoolgirl. One has a corsage of wet violets pinned to her lapel and the other smells faintly of peanut butter. But over the past few years both clubwomen and students, along with salesgirls, social workers, grandmothers and governesses, have adopted a common undergarment, and whatever the figure and however different the proportions, the total basic result is the same. Everyone is wearing stretch tights...
Until recently. President Leopold Senghor and Premier Mamadou Dia of peanut-producing Senegal were as close as two nuts in a pod. Both worked feverishly to win Senegal's independence from France in 1960, and they have shared the struggle to make the hot little West African nation a going concern. Then, six months ago, Dia, back from a trip to Moscow, took a sharp left turn in his official policies. Moderate President Senghor disagreed violently with Dia's new line. Last week, in a showdown in the sunny capital of Dakar, Senghor shucked his old friend...
Most tie-ins are subtler, but not much. Planters Peanuts and Royal Crown Cola constitute Jerry Lewis' diet in The Nutty Professor. Rewarding him roughly at the rate of a dollar a calorie, the two companies have paid $250,000 to plug the movie, including blurbs on 40 million peanut sacks and millions of six-packs of cola. The Ideal Toy Corp. has pledged $3,000,000 in promotion to have its products shown in a forthcoming Lewis film. Debbie Reynolds' dog will soon go dough-eyed over Red Heart Dog Food in My Six Loves...
...Peanuts & Bawdyhouses. He was, by every instinct, a Beacon Hill Republican. He spent years writing unsolicited letters of advice to U.S. Presidents-no matter who they were. Woodrow Wilson, he said, "could not run a peanut stand." As for F.D.R.-well, friends dared not mention the name in Cabot's presence...
...there. Too much of the direction ("I ended up directing about 65% of the picture myself," Zanuck says) has no direction. Furthermore, the film is technically crude. In one crucial sequence the process shots are so badly matched that the mighty invasion fleet looks like a silly flotilla of peanut shells in a puddle. Worse yet. the film is confusing, and war's natural confusion is compounded. For want of legible maps, for want of sensible continuity, the spectator fails to grasp the operation as a whole: he often does not know where in hell or Normandy...