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Sweet Tea in Siberia. As a youngster, Fyodor was never allowed out with girls, and at his first sniff of a perfumed beauty in a St. Petersburg salon, he keeled over in a dead faint. He did better with the town doxies (later he even hinted darkly that he once raped a little girl), but it was not until after he had been jailed and exiled to Siberia as a subversive that he met his first major love...
Though it ultimately achieves a kind of wry grandeur, the play does so on its own ironic rather than on any customary dramatic turns. Tiger displays a charming loquacity, a dawdling relentlessness. Helen must chatter and Hecuba sniff, and there are little vaudevilles on the difficulty of cursing well, little broadsides on a bard's-eye view of war. If in some sense a protest against war, the play is much more a lament for war's seeming inevitability. Like all masters of humane irony, all practitioners of philosophic high comedy, Giraudoux pierces to a tragic fundamental...
...farmer often uses "very slipshod methods" in selecting a wife. "The eligible-bachelor farmer falls victim of a moonlight night, or a dulcet voice, or a sniff of My Sin, never giving a thought as to whether or not the creature in his arms can strip a cow dry or hoist the back end of a wagon . . . Farmers don't usually fall in love with the deep-bosomed, wide-hipped, somewhat unimaginative women who make the best farm wives...
...perfume. On the Vincennes-Neuilly line, the fragrance was Eau de Cologne; on the Orleans-Clignancourt line, a workmen's route, it was Essence of Pine. "My," said one happy office worker arriving at his desk, "the Metro smelled deliciously today." But after a careful sniff or two, most subway riders admitted that the Metro still smelled remarkably like Old Metro...
...Diary of a Country Priest, adapted from the novel by Georges Bernanos, the camera watched a body dissolve in spirit, while in Pit of Loneliness the spirit of a feeling woman was stifled in perverse carnality; troth touchy subjects were handled with high skill. For those who cared to sniff the festering lilies of romantic decadence. Max Ophuls' tale of love in a dying century, The Earrings of Madame De . . ., was certainly the best of all the French contributions...