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What's got into moviemakers lately, that they are so enthusiastically trashing their most genteel patrons? Bob Balaban's recent comedy Parents, a kind of robin's-egg Blue Velvet, limned a '50s family, as placid and telegenic as the Andersons on Father Knows Best, that devours human flesh. Now Middle America gets a return visit from Joe Dante, guerrilla terrorist in Spielbergian suburbia. His Gremlins was a comic nightmare in which midget monsters invade a wonderful-life town and act up like the Hell's Angels in a malt shop. In The 'Burbs, the gremlins are the townspeople themselves...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Bad Neighbors | 2/27/1989 | See Source »

...unlikely kind of football town. Who thinks of apple-cheeked American youth playing a fast game of touch on Jackie Gleason Drive or Arthur Godfrey Road? Who would expect hoarse cries of "Dee-fense! Dee-fense!" from a bathing-suit salesman dressed in a robin's-egg blue sports jacket and ocher slacks...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miami's Unmiraculous Miracle Worker | 12/11/1972 | See Source »

Trembling only slightly, Chief Counsel Ashbrook Bryant looked over the upper rims of his glasses into the robin's-egg eyes of the witness, and asked: "In plain words, what happened...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Television: Under the Spreading FCC | 6/30/1961 | See Source »

Fourteen months ago Admiral Pride was given command of the Seventh Fleet. When he transferred his flag to the Helena, his cabin was one that had once been prepared for President Truman. The walls were painted robin's-egg blue, there was a television set and a spinet. Said Pride: "Goodness gracious, what's going on in this boudoir?" Actually, the spinet was not a bad idea: Pride likes to make music, plays the piccolo, flute, harmonica and ocarina...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: PRIDE OF THE SEVENTH FLEET | 2/7/1955 | See Source »

...farmer who got out of a car, clumped across the terrazzo-floored lobby, and was checked in as "Patient 00-00-01." On the twelfth floor, the farmer found himself in an air-conditioned, semiprivate room (as are all the center's 250 rooms), done in robin's-egg blue, with figured draperies and blond modern furniture. His room had its own bath, outlets for radio and TV sets, and an intercom for talking to the nurses at their stations...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Patient 00-00-01 | 7/20/1953 | See Source »

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