Word: slickness
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...York. Ten thousand people, led by the President of France, Vincent Auriol, jammed through the halls on opening day. Some of them found their neighbors' gowns more attractive than the pictures. The acres of art on exhibition (2,000 paintings, 200 pieces of sculpture) were almost uniformly slick, deft and academic...
...Bartley Cavanaugh Crum is still boyish, slick-haired, talkative and leftish. Once a cub on the Sacramento Bee, he was a U.P. stringer on the Berkeley campus of the University of California ('22), then spent 14 years in the office of Hearst Attorney John Francis Neylan before striking out for himself. Now a high-priced corporation lawyer, Bart Crum has found time to ride off on many a leftist crusade. His latest: counsel for Hollywood's "unfriendly ten" writers and producers...
...Minneapolis Journal before he joined Fawcett in 1941. He was put to work editing Mechanix Illustrated, ran its circulation up from 216,000 to 440,000. Then he was handed True and told to make it a "general magazine for men." He tossed out the horror tales, switched to slick paper, went hunting for good writers (C. S. Forester, Budd Schulberg, Lucian Cary) and began paying them good prices. Last fall he sent Richard (Guadalcanal Diary) Tregaskis off to write a round-the-world diary (at $2,000 an entry, plus expenses) for True. "For stories we really want," says...
...over par on the hole. He got another 70. The early pacemaker, Lloyd Mangrum, had run afoul of Augusta's notorious greens, and dropped behind. Playing those greens was like putting down a marble staircase and trying to stop the ball on the tenth step. They were slick, big (sometimes calling for 100-ft. putts) and agonizingly full of dips, bumps and slopes. Even South Africa's Bobby Locke, regarded as today's best putter, moaned over them, and went astray. Ben Hogan blew up on the third round. But "tournament soft" Claude Harmon played...
...Clock (Paramount) is a slick screen version of Kenneth Fearing's thriller about a press lord (Charles Laughton) who murders his blonde mistress in a moment of pique. Too late he recalls that he was seen entering the girl's apartment by a man, identity unknown. The publisher sets out to find the witness. He puts the super-sleuthing editor (Ray Milland) of his detective magazine on the trail. Milland is told that he is after "a payoff man in an enormous war-contract scandal," but it doesn't take him long to find out that...