Word: piazza
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Pilgrims arrived every day by the hundreds. Hotels sprang up. A hospital, Casa Sollievo della Sofferenza, was built with the help of $400,000 raised by New York's Mayor Fiorello La Guardia. In the piazza outside the church where Padre Pio said Mass and heard confessions, hand-painted tiles bearing the padre's bearded face and other tasteless souvenirs were on sale...
...woman thrice her weight, which is 125 Ibs. The kitchen is a self-service delicatessen heavily stocked with matzo brie, gefilte fish, grapefruit wedges, kosher salami, pickled beets, tzimmes, caviar, corn fritters, brownies, ice-cream rolls, cottage cheese, sweet potatoes, and enough frozen chicken TV dinners to pave the Piazza San Marco...
...thing that especially endears the poet to his colleagues, however, is his fashionable fondness for antinomies -his perception that life is lived in impossible tension between unresolvable opposites. Ransom heroines die of "six spells of fever and six of burning." They have only to appear, magnolia fresh, on the piazza, and the rustle of death stirs in the wistaria trees. His lovers can find no rest, so tormented are they by such archaic inner struggles as lust v. honor, or passion v. philosophy. For his part, Ransom allows neither them nor the world any ease this side of the grave...
...Pakula and Director Robert Mulligan (the To Kill a Mockingbird team) have not only caught the flavor of the city-they have imbued it with a gritty freshness all their own. An Italian neighborhood springs to life in one vivid scene set against the background of a concrete piazza, where the men play bocce while the women pull food out of brown paper bags. Some of the film's funniest moments involve Tom Bosley as Angie's feverish, fumbling suitor. One look from her and he becomes accident-prone, breaking dishes, bumping into furniture, incurring minor fractures...
There are moments in The Venetian Affair when the Piazza di San Marco teems with so many international cads and American gumshoes that there is hardly room for the tourists and the pigeons. But who cares? The movements of any first-rate thriller are as measured and predictable as the steps of a quadrille. Half the fun is knowing what is bound to happen next...