Word: smiles
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...will pore for hours over his speech, writing, switching, scratching (quips a friend: "He would rather be writer than President"). When he steps before his audience, he tightens up, his throat constricts and his voice rises. His gestures and his smile become mechanical. The speech comes from cerebration, from Choate and Princeton and Plato, from Seneca and Government reports−rarely from the heart. Even in his studied attempts to be down to earth, he sounds like a professor laying down the day's lecture for the class...
Nixon: "The vice hatchetman" of the Republican Party (Clement); "the chief function of the Vice President should not be that of a political sharpshooter for his party. It should not be that of providing the smear under the protection of the President's smile" (Candidate Estes Ke-fauver); "the White House pet midget, Moby Dick Nixon and his whale † of a pup, Checkers" (Kerr...
...entertainment, few reporters could equal the New York Herald Tribune's wisecracking Sports Columnist Red Smith, who dealt with the convention like an athletic contest, sprinkled his copy with sports allusions and such gems as his description of Happy Chandler's campaign grin ("A hawg-jowl smile, meaty and succulent, with collard greens on the side"), Governor Frank Clement's coiffure ("He wears a small round part in his dark hair"), and political pundits ("sports experts with their shirttails tucked...
Author Sagan is all set to repeat her success with A Certain Smile. More than 200,000 copies have been sold in France, and the U.S. publisher had 100,000 in print before publication. In Bonjour Tristesse, the teen-age heroine lived on cozy terms with her widowed father's succession of mistresses until he proposed to marry one, at which point the daughter showed her claws and drove the poor woman to suicide. A Certain Smile is only slightly less scandalous, and similarly concerned with Author Sagan's thirst for drinking at the fountain of eternal middle...
...obsessive frequency in describing what the heroine thinks and feels. Hemingway reduced the value problem of his "lost generation" to "What is moral is what you feel good after." Sagan has reduced hers to "What you feel is good, if you feel anything." Even the heroine's parting smile precedes a somewhat rueful summing up: "Well, what did it matter? I was a woman who had loved a man. It was a simple story." Being sad and wise and a little tired of it all in this continental way has a certain wayward charm. It seems to appeal...