Word: soulfulness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...earth and his own appetites, to describe his need for God and the tortuous spiritual route of the search, and finally to show how man attempts to exorcise his private and worldly devils in a never-ending quest, not for peace of mind but for freedom of soul...
...United Nations reception, Partygiver Elsa Maxwell, 75, seemed the very soul of wit as a brace of old and dear friends-Pakistan's filly-following Delegate Aly Khan and Opera Outcast Maria Callas-squashed her in with socially correct shoulder blocks. Later, contemplating a frothy dinner she hosted (in another friend's apartment) for magisterial Austrian Conductor Herbert von Karajan, Elsa sighed publicly about her people-nabbing prowess: "Why, I wonder, am I blessed with such friends?" neglected to add an answer...
Over the years. Constant has come to believe that brevity is the soul of musical wit. "In fifty or a hundred years,'' he says, "the symphonies of Beethoven and even Honegger will seem like endless repetitions." How does he feel about his own work? "I was born," says Constant, "under the sign of Aquarius. Far be it from me to suggest a comparison, but it was Mozart's sign...
...this movie, much as Chaplin was in Modern Times, Tati seems more passionately determined to expound the technological unemployment of the soul in modern life than he is to relieve it with a saving smile. In consequence, this comedy of mechanized manners and synthesized morals-despite the big prize (Cannes Festival) and the rave reviews ("The greatest French comic film ever made") and the big money ($1,400,000) it earned in France-turns out to be the least amusing of the three pictures Tati has turned out. It is merely hilarious...
...elsewhere. "I worked on a movie," said Miller, "and made exactly the compromises that I was forced to make in TV-except that I made them for a lot more money." ¶ Queasy sponsors want "happy shows for happy people." Lack of artistic freedom ("I'm the lost soul of you chappies") drove Chayevsky to Hollywood. "I didn't make hardly any money out of the movie Marty," he rumbled. "But we had a ball and it was fun." As examples of what TV -"a malevolent juggernaut that's gonna chew me up"-will no longer...