Word: sanding
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...here afoot, anyhow?" When two friendly riders met on the trail, they stopped and sooner or later swung off their horses, squatted on their bootheels, began scratching in the dirt with broomweed stalks. "A cowhand kin jes' talk better when he's a-scratchin' in the sand like a hen in a dung heap." This was known as cow geography, from the pictures they drew on the ground...
...lead she does not quite rise to the occasion, and leaves you feeling somehow that perhaps Botte Davis would have been a happier choice in the casting. She is still as cold and beautiful as ever, but her woodiness hampers her attempt to suggest the real magnetism of George Sand...
...canvas is broad, shifting from Chopin's native Poland to Paris or to George Sand's island retreat at Minorca, and finally to the various capitals of Europe, when the fever-racked young composer breaks the hypnotic spell cast over him by the iron-willed, amorous Sand and sets out on a suicidal concert tour to raise money to help his people in an uprising against the Czar. Paraded across the background in a rather ludicrous attempt at historical realism are such figures as De Musset, Balzac, Pagnanini, and Franz Liszt...
...Speaker also had a word about isolationism: "I was not proud of my country after the close of the last war. We walked out on the rest of the world, stuck our head in the sand and said: 'Let the rest of the world go by; we can live here unto ourselves.' Sadly we found out that could not be done...
...meaning against the.even greater scope and meaning of nature, for they catch (in color) the conclave of great ships and the deadly surge shoreward of landing craft under fire, among the all but unbelievable lights and tints of a sea daybreak. In one of the best shots of all, sand and sea and sky combine colors so tender, in so untender a context, that for a moment all color and action seem annulled, as if this prenatal-like stillness were the dead center of history's uncontrollable storm...