Word: sidewalk
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Sidewalk in Mala Polana. A former bank teller, Andrica began his curious career in 1926, when he convinced the Press that it was missing a bet by ignoring Cleveland's immigrant population (then 65%). Andrica proved his point. Roving and reporting the city's European enclaves-the Italian colony on Mayfield Road, the Slovenes along St. Clair Avenue-Andrica watched with satisfaction as the walls of suspicion crumbled between nationalities. By 1932, when Andrica proposed that Editor Louis B. Seltzer send him abroad to look for relatives of Cleveland's foreign-born, the editor was only...
...name and address of the uncle, the cousin or the grandmother they want Andrica to talk to. The response runs into the thousands, and Andrica always finds plenty of people to visit. On a trip to Mala Polana, Czechoslovakia, Andrica heard about a villager who possessed the only concrete sidewalk in town, discovered an ex-Clevelander. Andrica seems in no danger of exhausting his material: in a single Yugoslavian province, Voivodina, live some 3,500 farmers and villagers with Cleveland connections...
...Sidewalk Spieler. In the main, the choice received respectful if somewhat bewildered applause. But Resnais and Novelist Robbe-Grillet, who wrote Marienbad's scenario, created more confusion than they had on the screen by arguing before the press about the meaning of their film. "This movie," said Robbe-Grillet, "is no more than the story of a persuasion, and one must remember that the man is not telling the truth. The couple did not meet the year before." Not so, said Resnais. "I could never have shot this film if I had not been convinced that their meeting...
...like an undergraduate who has got drunk on The Alexandria Quartet: "The film is about the reality which is made up of the appearances of reality," he has said. "You don't know if it is present, past, or even future." But he is much more than a sidewalk spieler. He is a grounded artist, seeking new ways to find what he has called "the mass audience which is weary of explanatory scenes, dialogue whose sole purpose is 'to keep the action going,' and the all too obvious sequence of shots 'logically' strung together...
...Today I have nothing." In Cuba some people burned their money, and others spent it. Housewives packed the meager stores; Havana's tomblike luxury restaurants sprang suddenly to life. One man sat at a bar calmly lighting cigars with 20-peso bills: a shop owner stood on the sidewalk passing out money and crying: "The end of the world has come...