Word: russian
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Nasser the gambler has ever been ready to summon Russian help, which he thinks he is skillfully using without being used. It is a dangerous game he plays, and all the odds are against his winning in the end. Last week as the Russians practically smothered him with their kind of help-U.N. vetoes, hints of "volunteers," anti-Western Moscow demonstrations, threats of war-Nasser visibly fought shy of the Russian embrace. Here was a man who spread, and could continue to spread, lies and hatred of the West, but the paradox of an infinitely complicated situation was that...
This shrewdly timed proposal was designed for that ready audience that thinks a summit talk can settle everything, and refuses to believe that Russia would ever resort to brinkmanship. The U.S. could resign itself to a long summer of Russian indignation, parades, protest meetings. All of this uproar might easily obscure the main facts of the week: that in the troubled crossroads of the Middle East, the misty but passionate creed of Arab unity had destroyed every major Western position; and that the West had yet to find a way to live with the creed or to bring it down...
Sobolev dismissed the U.S. evidence as mere hearsay-odna baba skazala ("an old woman said . . ."). Before the voting on the Russian, U.S. and Swedish resolutions began, he jubilantly declared that if his own was defeated, he would call for an emergency session of the General Assembly. Then, using Russia's 84th veto, he killed off the U.S. resolution calling for a U.N. force. Only he and Sweden voted for the Swedish resolution, only...
...Eastern Front in World War II, and Director Douglas Sirk has turned a true camera eye on the bleak grey vista of the once-proud German army in shattered retreat, its beaten soldiers yearning only for a hunk of bread and a hole in which to hide from the Russian artillery. But somebody forgot that there was a war on: the hero (John Gavin), a dutiful Wehrmacht private, gets a three-week furlough back to Germany, and from there on, the movie sputters like a jeep on kerosene...
...excused by blaming the leaders?" Author-Actor Remarque replies vaguely: "Each man has to decide for himself." The private goes back to his outfit-for no other reason than that he is afraid he will be shot if he tries to desert. He gets shot anyway by a Russian guerrilla whom he has just saved from execution. His death only begs the issue. In sentimentalizing the simple German soldier's loving heart and patriotic devotion, the film floats emptily away from its central theme: Isn't there a place where taking orders stops and personal responsibility begins...