Word: sing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Those who expect Gracie to sing in this picture will be disappointed. Not until the last scene does she join with Woolley in a brief unprofessional warble. But the show has a smart story (from the late novelist Arnold Bennett's Buried Alive), smart acting by nearly everybody, smart handling by Director John Stahl (Back Street, The Immortal Sergeant...
Painter Varda also includes just enough of some subsidiary color in each collage to "perfume or accent" the dominant color. "This perfume," says Varda, "makes the painting sing." Sometimes he gets effects of transparency by dabbing nuances of background color on foreground subjects. As long as the effect is stimulating and gay, Varda says: Damn the blotches...
Well, having been flushed to the surface, I might as well sing, spill the goods, come clean. Here's the full inside story, and the SERVICE NEWS is beating Pegler, Clapper, and Drew Pearson to it: Yale men have secretly banded together in order to wipe out for once and for all the Crimson Menace. Operating strictly under order from the Blue Square in New Haven, I revealed the intolerable conditions in the Ha'v'd Ya'd and got a DSC and a shiny new yo-yo from the PBY committee (Pour le Bettrement de Yale), Fifth Column Division...
...Look at the state of Harvard today. Babies in the Yard can be born, or even clotheslines, after all, e'est laguerre. But ask a Freshman what "Reiu hardt" means, and he'll probably tell you (and after does) that it's a brand of ale. Ask him to sing "Harvardiana," or even "Fair Harvard," and he mumbles about "a physics lab" and his eyes dart around, for all the world like a cornered ferret's, as he tries to sneak past you. Does anyone know who John the Orangeman was, or Max Keezer? My God, there are people here...
...name is Miss Rooney," said a friend. "She always cries." And whenever she cried a woman from South Bend, Ind., invariably followed. Soon scores of weepers had been touched off, were brusquely ordered to restrain themselves until a more critical moment. Once, at dinner, "Mrs. Dilling suddenly started to sing a mildly ribald song about a young lady and her fiance. Later she stuck her thumb into the air, 'snatched' at [it] with her left hand and made it 'disappear.' She laughed hysterically while she pinched her left...