Word: spitters
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...irai cracher sur vos tombes (I'll Spit on Your Graves), played at four Parisian theaters last week to enthusiastic reviews. But those who had read the novel from which the movie was made should have realized that it was a phony from the start. The Spitter was written 13 years ago by Boris Vian (a civil engineer by day, a jazz trumpeter in a Left Bank cave by night); its publishers claimed that it was a translation from a U.S. novel by one Vernon Sullivan. The public loved its fake sociology and integrated lust, but when police found...
...songs, cabaret acts, serious plays. He even translated some books that were actually American: General Omar Bradley's A Soldier's Story, The Three Faces of Eve, Young Man with a Horn, The Man with the Golden Arm. But Vian's greatest success was still The Spitter, and to ensure accuracy in the movie version, the producer sent Director Michel Gast to the U.S. to soak up atmosphere. The outlandish results seemed more than satisfactory to French critics. "Nothing shocks us in this reconstitution," reported Le Canard Enchaineé "It is as if we were seeing...
Where Author Vian's views might lie between these two extremes, no one will ever know. He attended a preview of The Spitter, took one look at his fantastic Trenton, and slumped in his seat. At 39, Boris Vian was dead of a heart attack...
...rhubarb: Does Milwaukee Pitcher Lew Burdette throw a spitball? Even Burdette does not deny that he wets his fingers while he fidgets on the mound. But when Cincinnati's Manager Birdie Tebbetts accused him of serving up a spitball, Burdette put on a look of innocence. A spitter? Not he. He always dried his fingers before he pitched, said Burdette...
...Waspish Ted Williams, 38, the Boston Red Sox slugging outfield spitter, happily signed up for his 16th season in the big leagues, had no reason to be disappointed with a salary at least as good as last year's: a reported $100,000. "But I will be disappointed if I don't drive in 100 runs, hit 20 or 30 homers and hit .330 or .340. As you get older, you start realizing there isn't a whole lot of things you know better than baseball...