Word: saps
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...call for and handles the part with considerable perception and feeling. His wife, sensitively portrayed by Elsa Grieder, keeps him from his chosen profession with all the wiles of a woman and he resents it. Mr. Hargrove seems to be making the artist's old protest that women sap his freedom and his creativity...
...Loving Sunsets." "I remember as a boy loving sunsets," said J.D.R. Jr. one day. "Every time I ride through the woods today the smell of the trees-particularly when a branch has just been cut and the sap is running-takes me back to my early impressions." Today the lives of few of his countrymen have not been touched by J.D.R. Jr.'s gifts of land to the nation: Atlantic rollers loudly crashing and spuming on the rock-girt coasts of Acadia National Park in Maine; the rhododendrons of the Great Smokies, redolent and languid in the haze; Jackson...
...moment Alexander Wiley heard some of his weird Wisconsin Republican colleagues let loose, he had good reason to guess that he was licked. The state G.O.P. convention, meeting in Milwaukee last week to choose its candidate for the U.S. Senate primary in September, cheered attacks on "Uncle Sap's" foreign-aid program, then passed resolutions praising the Bricker amendment and the McCarran-Walter Immigration Act. As everybody knew, Alex Wiley had been consistently faithful to the Administration's foreign policy as ranking Republican on the Senate Foreign Relations Committee, had voted against the Bricker amendment, and had even...
...collected works of William Saroyan-twelve full-length plays, seven novels and some 1,500 short stories-could be sap-boiled down to a single sentence, it would read, "Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus." In the days of The Daring Young Man on the Flying Trapeze, The Time of Your Life and My Name Is Aram, Saroyan brought to this simple message an elfin charm, an infectiously wacky humor, and a flavor of childlike sweetness, as if his tales had been stolen from some happily hidden jam pot of life. But of late, the middle-aging (47) pixy...
...playwriting, Will Success Spoil Rock Hunter? often badly slithers; and as satire, it is too often a mere family joke. More surprisingly, the sap in Playwright Axelrod's spoofing suddenly turns to syrup. Kidding the blonde siren at the start, Will Success offers a lowdown but lively Monroe Doctrine; championing the playwright at the end, it provides a weirdly solemn Declaration of Independence. (By this time, in Hollywood plays, integrity should be seen and not heard.) And in all the final putting things to rights, there is no trace of irony. If Hollywood filmed Faust, Faust might be expected...