Word: smile
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...creative cinemactor. But the director thoroughly demoralizes Actor Gazzara-at best a humorless performer, he seems in this role to think of himself as a sort of galling Dr. Killjoy. Disk Jockey Dick Clark, who plays an intern in The Young Doctors, reads the lines with his usual fishy smile and oily mikeside manner. He obviously imagines that a medical man is just another kind of medicine man. that a doctor is no more than a slipped-disk jockey...
...Acker Bilk, king of the trad men, is a chap with a name that has probably caused Charles Dickens to stir in his grave, tap his foot and smile. A 32-year-old former Somersetshire blacksmith. Bilk acquired his skills on the clarinet in an army guardhouse after he fell asleep on sentry duty. Wearing bowler hats and striped waistcoats Acker Bilk and his Paramount Jazz Band are half New Orleans and half Somerset cider, thumping out numbers like Run Come See Jerusalem and Ory's Creole Trombone, while Bilk makes Louis Armstrong-style comments. At last year...
Onto the floor of the Senate last week walked Virginia's Democratic Senator Harry Flood Byrd. wearing a white summer suit and a small smile. Up for Senate debate and voting was a Byrd-written amendment that would have refused to the Kennedy Administration its urgently requested authority to place the U.S.'s $8.8 billion foreign aid program on a five-year basis, without having to return to Congress with a begging bowl each year. Kennedy's proposal made sense in the need to be able to match Khrushchev in long-term commitments to needy nations...
Prized Possession. At the first chance, Bobby and wife Ethel, the sprightly mother of seven, ducked away from the protocol circuit to tour the Ivory Coast's back-country villages with the same nice-to-see-you smile and handshake that had served his brother Jack so well in the 1960 campaign wilds of West Virginia. Bobby enthusiastically applauded a tribal stilts dancer, was offered another village's prized possession-a bottle of Johnnie Walker Red Label. Cried Bobby: "Vive la Côte d'lvoire!" Replied a tribesman in perfect English: "Very good...
...certainties that must torture a man obsessed by God. Dillman rolls his eyes upward now and then in the manner of cinema divines and photographers' models in spaghetti ads, but otherwise he shows no evidence of sainthood. He floats through the film wearing at all times a smile of seraphic boobery, and his followers grin constantly at whatever faces them: another actor, a tree, a blank wall...