Word: smells
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...cities, particularly Port-au-Prince with its 250,000 inhabitants, are the most sordid parts of Haiti. In the sprawling market places, you have to breathe through your mouth to avoid the smell and clench your teeth so the flies can't get in. Beggars are everywhere and swarm around you. Children follow you holding out their hands for money. A cripple throws himself in your path, clinging shakily to his crutch, and without saying a word expresses the horror of human degradation...
...same kind of joy and spontaneity springs from the market places, despite the squalor, the smell, and the flies. On market day, the people rise before dawn to assemble their wares and carry them, in great bundles on their heads, to the villages. The market place becomes a meeting place where people find their friends, catch up on the news, and exchange their goods. They will bargain furiously over prices, not so much out of bitterness as with an exuberant sense of play...
...wartime setting has ready at hand. Michel Simon plays the ancient in a triumph of humorous, humane acting-turning a Sunday lunch into a bibulous burlesque, hectoring his family, grumping at the BBC, and lecturing his little friend on some of the ways to tell a Jew ("They smell bad"). In his first movie role, young Alain Cohen survives country living and the reality of imbecile anti-Semitism with the help of two sharp eyes, an impish grin, and a pair of the most perkily prominent ears in France...
...over empty Hershey wrappers he spotted on the ground so that the brand name would show. His successors have also stuck to the soft sell. Their major promotion is openhanded hospitality to the 700,000 tourists a year who trek to Hershey, Pa.-"the town that chocolate built"- to smell the cocoa-scented air, photograph one another under the street sign at the Chocolate-Cocoa Avenue intersection, admire street lamps shaped like Hershey kisses and policemen uniformed in chocolate brown...
...like many another teacher of English, he wonders whether he is getting through to the dim minds hypnotized before him: "My words in her mind: cold polished stones sinking through a quagmire." After this, it is hardly gallant for him to accuse the quagmire thus: "Her body has no smell: an odourless flower...