Word: reeked
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...evidently an outgrowth of the violent anti-Shylock days, is based on the poverty of the prince and the exuitant power of American money in buying his palace and its traditions. Into this not over-inspired fabric are worked comedy dialogue that is not funny and serious scenes that reek with sentimentality. Not that this last is inappropriate or even undesirable in a musical comedy, but the constant harping upon the theme of European tradition versus American vulgarity arouses one's latent chauvinism. The humorous possibilities of Solly Ward's malapropian speeches are done to death on his first appearance...
...good taste and public taste differ. Good taste is too evanescent; it is impossible to say offhand what is and is not in good taste. Furthermore, a great deal of the most offensive drama and literature breathes a vociferous odor of sanctity. The strength magazines, and the "art" magazines reek with it. The manager of "The Drag" says he would show the play in a church, and asks censors to point out exactly what is wrong. He is unanswerable. It is no more possible to say that "The Captive" is on a higher level than "Sex" merely because...
...cables continued to reek with "copy" concerning Mme. Zizi Lambrino, the former morganatic wife of the abdicated Crown Prince Carol of Roumania, who is suing him for 10 million francs at Paris (TIME, March 15) on the ground that she is still his wife, although he is officially the husband of Princess Helen of Greece and resides at the Hotel Chambord, Paris, with Magda Lupescu, Jewess...
...reasons why the evacuation of Cologne is being delayed is that officers in the Rhineland decisively refuse to take over the French officers' apartments at Wiesbaden. The French officers live like swine, and their quarters reek with filth...
...known these things? How many modern men and women can know love in this form ?" Counters Mrs. Russell: "Was love more delightful, then, in the old days when baths were unknown, when 'sweet breath' in a woman was so rare as to be sung by poets and the reek of stale sweat was barely stifled by a strong perfume? John Donne wrote verses to the flea he saw nestling in his lady's bosom. There is scarcely a fine gentleman today who could face the prospect of making love to one of the fine ladies of the past...