Word: portraits
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...details of British and French village life-the seining, fishing, pubbing, etc.-are shrewdly observed and handsomely photographed. The backgrounds and bit-players are so excellent, in fact, that the routine Montague-Capulet romance is an intrusion. With the exception of Franchise Rosay, famed French cinemactress (Carnival in Flanders, Portrait of a Woman) whose histrionics are not quite so subtle when she speaks her lines in English, the principal people in this film are less interesting than the fish...
Otherwise the President survived the week without further embarrassment. After Secretary of State Byrnes had filled him in on the Paris Conference, the President blocked out his speech for opening the U.N. General Assembly in New York. Between routine appointments Harry Truman posed for a new portrait by British Artist Frank 0. Salisbury, commissioned by former Ambassador to Russia Joseph E. Davies as a gift to Mrs. Truman...
...burghers, with their starched ruffs, plump cheeks and fierce little beards, annoyed Rembrandt. They paid through the nose for his fine likenesses. Rembrandt had other ambitions than painting portraits: he was obsessed with a desire to portray light. When a Captain Banning Cocq went to him with a 1,600-florin (about $650) group portrait commission, Rembrandt pocketed the fee, and set about painting light, not likenesses...
Britain's ex-Diplomat Harold Nicolson is no rookie in the wars of peacemaking. Some of his best, best-known books (Portrait of a Diplomatist; Curzon: The Last Phase) are centered around World War I's Versailles Conference, to which Nicolson was a delegate. More recently, he has been giving British radio listeners a blow-by-blow account of 1946's Paris Peace Conference. Few readers of this timely, lucid study of post-Napoleonic peacemaking will be able to resist drawing analogies between then and now-which is just what Author Nicolson warns them not to overdo...
...answers. Letters keep pouring in by the thimbleful from A students with time on their hands asking us where one goes in Boston for scintillating evenings of jazz in the flesh. A few weeks ago this column brought out its mudiest colors in an attempt to present an accurate portrait of the gloomy and tragic local hot music situation. Unfortunately our palette doesn't contain paints black enough to do real justice to the situation...