Word: sidewalks
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Coping with female students, he reported, could be literally overwhelming. "When [a professor] meets them coming down the sidewalk toward him three abreast, they refuse to break rank and simply push him off into the grass . . . They invariably park their bicycles right in front of the door or the steps and let you fall over them as you come out. If you survive that, they ride down upon you from the rear as silently as Indians...
...Chapel, across the Yard. Vag slipped down to one group, heading south to sing some more, and crossed back over Massachusetts Avenue with them. There were the stores again, still garish, but they looked foolish now, alone against the bigness of the night. The lights above the sidewalk were dim if you set them against the Dipper, high and very bright indeed...
...described as a composition at all. There was nothing sunny about the level light that pointed up a shuttered window above the old man's head, and the sky beyond had in it more paint than air. Yet the somber, dilapidated house front dwarfing the children on the sidewalk, the green smudge of a treetop peering over the adjoining wall, the sick and sagging figure of the old man himself, and even the murky, unreal light and haphazard composition all helped put across the mood Stuempfig was after. Like The Lifeboat and others of his best works...
Intruder in the Dust (MGM) is a too-earnest treatment of a wildly imaginative novel. The story, derived from one of William Faulkner's most polemic works, was shot almost entirely in Faulkner's home town (Oxford, Miss., pop. 3,500), with the author acting as a sidewalk superintendent during the filming. Nonetheless, the movie, stripped of Faulkner's peripheral probings into mind, heart and scene, is not only dead serious but dead on its feet; its cautious approach to its material results in a film that is more like an arty still photograph than a motion...
...from his old store adjoining 57th Street's famed antique shops. Over the galleries' door, to symbolize art and industry, is a 14-by-10-foot sculpture of Venus and Manhattan, a reclining male. (Because Venus' bosom protrudes more than the permissible 18 inches over the sidewalk, Parke-Bernet pays $25 a year to the city for the privilege...