Word: saxonism
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...example, go to Judgment at Nuremberg (at the Saxon, LI 2-4600) if you want to relax. Too many characters in it rant and shout; too often the camera sweeps in dizzying circles. One is left physically exhausted at the end. But it is, perhaps, worth it to see Judy Garland gone to seed (way over the rainbow) and hear Marlene Dietrich sing a snatch of Lili Marlene. The producers of the film undoubtedly think they have made the epic of the decade and solved all possible moral questions of Nazi Germany...
Brighter spots on the filmap this week are the Gary (LI 2-7040) and Saxon (LI 2-4600),where West Side Storyand Judgement at Nuremberg continue, undiminished in stature (or length, helas; the Beacon Hill (CA 7-6676) where the not wholly successful, but not wholly unsuccessful One, Two, Threemay be seen; and our own UT (currently called the Harvard Square Theatre), where The Hustler should be seen...
...nothing is the Anglo-Saxon "snow" derived from Sanskrit sneha, 'moisture,' or the Gaelic sneachd. Of late, unwonted newtish wetness pervades the simmering gutters, and as if for efts lies puddling on the pavements. The icicles, sad eyelids of the white-haired residences, weep down the ivy cheeks and in despair cascade in shattering barrages on the innocents below. Minutious capillary streets transmit a filthy umbrous melt to unreceptive veins, unopened sewers, and all along the byways mounds of pablumgrey constrict the traveler from...
Providing linguistic-historical comments on the hush-hush Anglo-Saxon words which occur with distinct regulari- ty in Cancer will be Morton Bloomfield, professor of English. The minister who will participate is Robert W. Haney '56, author of Comstockery in America, who is associated with the First Unitarian Church of Boston...
...known to have been guilty of science fiction sets his novel in the 1970s, the reader knows that a message is coming, probably on wings of allegory. British Novelist Angus Wilson, who has until now been content to annotate skillfully the thesis that people are unbelievably nasty (Anglo-Saxon Attitudes), sets the time of his new novel halfway between now and 1984, and the place is the London Zoo. Only a Symbol Simon could fail to read a message here...