Word: pleasant
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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With Fred Astaire reputedly dancing for the last time in "Blue Skies," it is particularly pleasant to have one of the middle-thirties vintage of Astaire musicals in town displaying his terpsichorean felicity and his personal case of manner at their characteristic best. That "Top Hat" bases a mounting series of un-excruciating events on a carefully mistaken identity and calls it a story matters little. Astaire and Ginger Rogers are on a Boston screen, and they sing Irving Berlin songs and dance to them, and there isn't slightest him of a neurosis or psychoanalyst in the whole picture...
...playwright, like her mother before her as a housewife, has to make a little bit go a long way. Years Ago is moseying and uneventful, and its curtains sometimes come down because there is absolutely nothing left to keep them up. But in its mild fashion, it is pleasant enough; it is streaked with humor and period detail, and buoyed up by a good production. And it shrewdly keeps to the popular formula of playing up all the crotchets and toning down all the real collisions of family life; of being not so much true or false as merely picturesque...
...trade paper, Tailor and Cutter, which ran two pictures of him. "Take the picture above," wrote the editor. "Quite nice. The stripes run parallel to the edge of the lapel. . . . Now look at the larger photograph. Oh! ... the trousers are too short. . . . The over coat is not a very pleasant sight. . . . And why is[he] so careless with his buttons and flaps?" Muttered Tailor and Cutter: ";We are very disappointed in Mr. Herbert Morrison ... he is a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde...
...difference between Pyle and Dadswell is that Pyle worked for Scripps-Howard, whose 19 dailies frequently left out Pyle's pleasant prewar aimlessness. Columnist Dadswell, who is 51, is his own boss, as four syndicates who tried to sign him have discovered. He beats up his own material singlehanded, types it at 3 a.m. (he sleeps till noon), edits it at the nearest coffee shop ("the restaurants of the country are my workshops"), sells it, mimeographs and distributes it to his newspaper clients. He goes where he pleases, mostly in his own car, writes whatever his common-denominator instinct...
...means of spotters directing the defense from second story stations throughout the University Hall area, and the unbending line of the reserves under the command of Sergeant John Twomy, the Yale charge was quickly converted into "a pleasant song feast" according to Randall's laconic summation...