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...unseen window, that stirs through the perspiring crowd. Three young men try hard: a bright-eyed British captain, a young American diplomat and a blond, slightly bewildered-looking Russian lieutenant who apparently speaks some English. The American has his hands in his pockets as the other two systematically spoon up their mixed salad. Says the British captain: "I've only been here two months but I really do like it . . . We certainly don't get food like this at home." To this the young Russian nods understandingly and vigorously and says simply: "Me too." All seems...
...technical study-Mechanization Takes Command takes a tremendous stab at measuring the changeable human animal against the tools and technical appliances which have been associated with him from the early records of history to the present day. Professor Giedion holds that "the sun is mirrored even in a coffee spoon," looks for the truth about man in "humble things," and finds Hitler and Napoleon no more instructive than Linus Yale (locks), Clarence Birdseye (frozen food) and Sylvester Graham (bread...
...other stories--"Worth A Golden Spoon" by Cledwyn Hughes and "Episode of a House Remembered" by John Rogers (one of the three undergraduate editors of "Wake")--appear to me to be cleanly written and clearly conceived pieces, but they nonetheless left me with a peculiarly unsatisfied feeling. "Worth A Golden Spoon" misses because it rests on an idea never quite made clear--the idea that a beehive, presented to a railroad employee by his associates, has a peculiar and special meaning to him. I couldn't help feeling that the exact nature of this meaning ought to have been indicated...
...Raven (Westport International), a cross between a whodunit and Spoon River Anthology, is an excellent story idea and an extremely good movie. The story: someone in a French provincial town begins writing painfully wellinformed poison-pen letters, signed "The Raven." Gradually, The Raven's malice eats into every chink and crevice in the town's uneasy conscience. By the time the culprit is exposed, the community is on the verge of a collective nervous breakdown...
...mistress' sleeping husband. "[He] has," notes Runyon, "a sash-weight stance much like the batting form of Waner, of the Pittsburgh Pirates. . . . He is a right-hand hitter." And for the thousands of women whose interest in the Pirates is small, Runyon has other generous helpings to spoon out. "Mrs. Snyder," he notes, "the woman who has been called a Jezebel [came] stepping along briskly in her patent-leather pumps. . . . She has a good figure. . . and I thought she carried her clothes off rather smartly. . . . Her eyes are blue-green, and as chilly looking as an ice-cream cone...