Word: smelled
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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While the orchestra at Lahore's Falett's Hotel played quietly for dancing, European guests drank cocktails on the moonlit terrace. Beyond earshot of the music, whole blocks of buildings lay gutted. Streets were bare and silent. Over the deserted railroad station the smell of corpses hung...
...brutally effective as a series of kicks in the solar plexus. Especially memorable: its accurately ugly talk, characterization and atmosphere, strung up to high melodramatic tension-one talent in which Hollywood still leads the world. Robert Young does modestly and well as the detective whose job it is to smell out the apparently unmotivated killer. Robert Mitchum has a great deal of laconic authority as the sergeant who holds the harassed gang of soldiers together; Robert Ryan turns in the scariest performance of the season as the over-talkative, pathological Jew-hater. Gloria Grahame is one of the very...
...exchange mistresses, money, and a spiritual malaise which the author believes to be at the root of Europe's despair. Most of all, they share a common paralysis of will power in the face of impending disaster. Their lives, Sartre writes, "had ... a kind of insistent futility, a smell of dust and violets...
...familiar: the dead air, the unnatural darkness, the faint smell of dust. People in Woodward and the other towns of the pan-flat Oklahoma-Texas wheat belt (which lost over 150 citizens in the disastrous twister of April 9) shivered when they saw the new storm coming last week. They assumed that they were still on the main line and dived for storm cellars. They were understandably hasty-the twister struck 40 miles south in tiny Leedey, tore it apart and killed...
...bright with embroidered cushions, painted lacquer ware and bucolic scrolls, Chen seems more like a retired and fastidious professor than the politician he is. At dinner, in accordance with the ceremonial niceties of cheng, he likes to discourse on the threefold appeal of Chinese cuisine-color, for the eye; smell, for the nostrils; taste, for the tongue. He is getting plump, is 20 pounds heavier than when he battled Communists. He is a family man. Recently, while his hospitable, bespectacled wife and four sprouting children looked on, Chen displayed a bit of simple Western technology he had learned. Puffing...