Word: pug
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...years of naval service, I have never seen a naval officer with his coat collar turned up like a journalist's. Pug also should have been wearing a white silk scarf. Otherwise it was a nice shot of Mitchum...
...familiar from the history books fly by: the fall of France, the Battle of Britain, the German attack on the Soviet Union and, finally, the Japanese bombing of Pearl Harbor. Wouk, who wrote the screenplay from his 885-page novel, ingeniously invented a witness to these dramatic events, Victor ("Pug") Henry, a commander (later captain) in the U.S. Navy. Sent to Berlin as the American naval attache in the spring of 1939, Henry, played by Robert Mitchum, meets all the top Nazi leaders. Through his prescience, with just a little help from the author's hindsight, Henry alone anticipates...
Among the major roles, Pug Henry was supposed to be solid and authoritative enough to stand alongside Presidents, Prime Ministers and dictators, yet young enough, 50 or so, to look like a rising naval officer. According to Wouk's book, he should also be shorter than his wife. The choice: the cool, laconic Mitchum, who is 65 and 6 ft. 1 in., but radiates authority with every word he does not speak...
...despite some serious flaws, a largely successful undertaking. The huge cast is, with very few exceptions, able and often exceptional. Mitchum, overaged and overweight as he is, is real and rocklike. As the actor says, "Pug sort of functions as a pylon at an air race. Everything revolves around him." Bergen is touching as the flighty, shallow but nonetheless sympathetic Rhoda; Houseman, who has been blessed with a much more amiable character than he usually portrays, is convincing as the civilized survivor of an ancient society who cannot believe that the barbarians have finally broken through the gates; and Vincent...
...smile of a successful Little League coach. Bobby or Timmy or Pete, a freckle-faced 9 or 10, crooks his slim arm and strains to pop that first bicep. To the side is a Betty Crocker mom, beaming at her new young man. And off in the back, pug nose sniffing in disdain, is Kid Sis. "Boys' games!" her elfin derision seems to say. "Showing you're strong. Proving yourself. Making a muscle ? eeeeeuuuuu...