Word: roosters
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...horn that rotated at great speed." Supernatural beings stalk the cities as well. In The Power of Darkness, a Warsaw district receives strange tidings: "The word soon spread . . . that a dybbuk had settled in Tzeitel's ear, and that it chanted the Torah, sermonized, and crowed like a rooster." The narrator of The Cafeteria meets a woman who claims to have seen Adolf Hitler on upper Broadway. Her confidant is ultimately inclined to believe her: "Esther didn't sound insane. She had seen a piece of reality that the heavenly censorship prohibits as a rule. She had caught...
...view, it was also shameful for women to marry more than once. Even if a bride's betrothed died before the wedding, she could be forced to go through the ceremony with a wooden figure (or a symbolic rooster) and then spend the rest of her life single...
...Hepburn, from Woman of the Year in 1942 to Guess Who's Coming to Dinner in 1967): "Spence was a magic actor, funny and quick." Gary Grant (Sylvia Scarlett, Bringing Up Baby, Holiday, The Philadelphia Story): "He was great fun. He had a wonderful sense of comedy." John Wayne (Rooster Cogburn): "He wasn't as clever as Spence, but a brilliant actor nonetheless, bigger than life in his performance?and often when he didn't have to be." Peter O'Toole (The Lion in Winter): "He can do anything. A bit cuckoo, but sweet and terribly funny." Humphrey Bogart...
Harvard students have important things to do on Saturday morning. They have television to watch, books to read or, most likely, sleep to catch up on. Dartmouth students are used to waking up with the craw of the rooster--except for the one you found passed out under your bed this morning. If he looks familiar it's only because he's wearing your clothes. He has something to do, too, so point him toward the bathroom. It is Dartmouth weekend, and nobody is safe...
...changed since Ben Hecht and Charles MacArthur wrote the play in 1928. No American city is lucky enough to have eight competing newspapers any more, and probably no modern managing editor would ignore an earthquake in which a million Chinese died to preserve a human interest story about a rooster. Yet the play still works as media criticism and, even more, as a psychological portrait of newspapermen: brawling boys in love with spectacle and hubbub, literally snapping towels at each other in a courthouse pressroom flanked by lockers...