Word: slights
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Acute directorial touch: a saboteur, who has wrecked a food train, comes home for dinner; when he takes off his jacket, he reveals a slight, honest detail rarely seen in U.S. movies: the stain of underarm sweat on his shirt sleeves...
...Friend Flicka (20th Century-Fox) is a sun-drenched, innocent film as wholesome as graham crackers. It is mainly 89 minutes of handsome Technicolor shots of Utah landscape animated with horses. Both scenery and animals are so lustrous that they overshadow the picture's slight, demi-idyllic story about Schoolboy Ken McLaughlin (Roddy Mc-Dowall) and his nervous sorrel filly, Flicka. Young Ken trains the horse, nurses and loves her. He learns through these tasks and emotions much about the equipment he will need in adult life...
Month ago, an Army court-martial at Monterey, Calif, sentenced slight, bespectacled Herbert Weatherbee, one of Jehovah's Witnesses, to prison for life. His crime: refusal to obey a superior officer who ordered him to salute the flag. Last week the American Civil Liberties Union publicized Weatherbee's story, adding it to the growing list of persecutions suffered by the anticlerical, religious group which refuses to bow before any "image" or to fight in any war save Jehovah...
...Army sergeants, one a thin Dev onshire boy named William Brown and one a slight young man named Joseph Randall of State Center, Iowa, stopped on the Gafsa-Gabes highway at midafternoon to day, shook hands and slapped each other on the back. ... By the time the red sun sank splendidly behind western ranges British liaison officers were gradually filtering into Gafsa demanding: 'Have you Yanks got any beer?'"-from New York Times Correspondent C. L. Sulzberger's account of the first meeting of U.S. and British Eighth Army patrols, which took place between Gafsa and Gabes...
Another Chase. From that moment the task was pursuit and capture. "On a slight ridge overlooking the battlefield," wrote Correspondent Belden, "I heard a voice shout: 'Look, prisoners, thousands of them.' Down below me, out of the smoke veiling scattered olive trees, I saw a black mass of figures advancing. A Britisher with bayonet over his shoulder, a wide grin on his face, headed the column of 2,000 prisoners. The Italians wore non descript dress: some blue, some grey, some brown, some in knickers, some in shorts, some in long pants, one without any pants...