Word: soho
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Where to go for a giggle? In the teen joints of Soho, the word went out: make it Clacton. Like a flock of noisy starlings, more than 1,000 youths buzzed into the dismal North Sea resort for Britain's four-day Easter holiday. The weather was foul-and so, Clactonians decided, were their visitors. Most of the invaders "slept rough" on the beach, warmed only by their "birds" (girl friends) and quantities of "purple hearts" (goofballs). Inevitably, the giggling had to stop, for Clacton's invaders belonged to London's two hostile teen cults: the "Mods...
Wood-Notes Wild. On that morsel of plot Novelist Dundy drapes copious flimflammery about father figures and love-hate syndromes that no one could possibly take seriously. Happily, however, the pursuit of C. D. ("Seedy") McKee brings Honey Flood face to face with stately homes and Soho nightspots, London fogs and Mayfair mayhem. She finds herself at war with the whole English race. It is a form of infighting of which Elaine Dundy is plainly a well-scarred veteran. Before she is through, any true-blue U.S. reader is likely to feel that even a money-mad American would...
...inspired." There was no doubt about the Labor delegates' mood as they bellowed The Red Flag ("Come dungeon dark or gallows grim/ This song shall be our parting hymn") and hit the road to Jerusalem. The wind of change from Scarborough was infectious. "Me vote Tory?" exclaimed one Soho pub pundit. "That would be like Noah picketing the flood...
...most of which he wheedled out of the producers in advance, soulfully telling them that he had no money for Christmas presents for his children. When he had story conferences with the cinema people, he would listen cooperatively to their suggestions, then go forget everything in a string of Soho pubs. Said one movie man: "If that boy had had a bit of discipline, he would have been the greatest screenwriter of all time...
...Small World of Sammy Lee. As the M.C. of a Soho strip joint, Anthony Newley oozes innuendo, juggles illicit deals, and runs runs runs. A satisfactory if often sordid film...