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...Ruby trial was finally over, and Judge Joe B. Brown was relaxed and loquacious. Between puffs on his pipe, he allowed that Defense Counsel Melvin Belli was "a fine man" and "one of the most brilliant attorneys that's ever appeared in my court." Those were just about the only kind words that anyone could find to say last week about the King of Torts...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Lawyers: Casus Belli | 3/27/1964 | See Source »

...bells when they go on and off the set; scene changes are announced on a sign bordered with flashing yellow lights, and furniture is made out of boxes lettered with the words "love," "hate," "cat," and "die." Florid, epigrammatic dialogue matches the props, with lines like "Security is a pipe dream until the next ice age comes...

Author: By Eugene E. Leach, | Title: In the Jungle of Cities | 3/25/1964 | See Source »

...couple goes for a drive. The wheels spin. The girl's hair blows in the wind. Paper puffs of exhaust smoke head for the wings. The girl loses her scarf. The car backs up to retrieve it. The smoke reverses direction and goes back into the exhaust pipe. Love can do anything. Curtain...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater Abroad: Balletomime | 3/13/1964 | See Source »

...magnum Cagney who can rough up a moll in vintage Chicago style. When Jean-Paul wants blonde Thérèse to rat on a pal, he slugs her, ties her wrists to her ankles, loops a belt around her neck and lashes it to a radiator pipe, gags her, decants a bottle of Haig & Haig over her while she's down, slugs her again. "Now sweetheart, baby, act sensibly," he coos. So she does. Later, the police find poor Therese under her wrecked Renault at the bottom of a cliff...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Fromage-ca! Les Flics! | 3/6/1964 | See Source »

Seventy-four lines of this is too much. The central image of the poem is an old sewage pipe through which he and his childhood companions once crawled. If Lewis had pared down the poem to focus on this symbol and eliminated the endless verbiage about cold snow, matted leaves, flat grasses, maple hedges, gray stems, tattered bark, and yellow sun, "March, Returned From Home" could have been a good poem. As it stands, it is sprawling, chaotic, and almost incomprehensible...

Author: By Richard Andrews, | Title: Lion Rampant | 2/29/1964 | See Source »

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