Word: stabbingly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...film's main interest lies in the novelty of a grubby Grant. He is miscast as a Bogart, but he makes a sprightly stab at crudity. When his dinghy starts to capsize with a full cargo of sweet young things, one tiny mutineer bites him, and he throws a capful of water in her face. When Caron slaps him, he lets her have it too. When Trevor Howard informs him that the island has a hidden treasure-trove of good Scotch whisky, Grant starts pawing the turf like Pavlov's dog. His engaging brand of rough-house finally...
...cinema of absurdity that falls somewhere between the Marx Brothers and What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? In its liveliest moments, Les Abysses is unwittingly hilarious, an amateur Grand Guignol about a pair of sleazy, sullen chambermaids running amuck in Bedlam. When they are not dancing or screaming, they stab the furniture with hatpins, chip the plaster, bring in termites, pulverize the best china, wallop their mistress, throw fish at her daughter, uncork the wine vat, scrape rubbish off the floor and dump it into the master's soup. "What did you put in the closet?" asks...
Despite an occasional stab of wit, Bergman's portrait of the artist as the victim of his fickle followers and corrupt critics, if it is funny at all, is heavy, testy humor. Teeth clenched, he wields the apparatus of slapstick boldly, but draws neither laughs nor blood because his northern variations on 8½ do not lend themselves to pie-in-the-face comedy. Even the most accomplished cinema stylist can scarcely hope, perhaps, to be the Fellini of the frost belt and a Scandinavian Sennett at the same time...
...drove myself to serve my country," U.S. Ambassador to Japan Edwin Reischauer, 59, bravely confessed. Fearlessly treading earthquake-shaken villages as a gesture of good will? Not exactly. As he recuperated this spring in Honolulu from stab wounds inflicted by a deranged Japanese youth, Reischauer, who is wise in the ways of the Orient, worried about the loss of face his Japanese hosts would suffer if he returned still looking wan and pallid from the ordeal. So day after day, he manfully stretched out on the beach at Waikiki, acquiring a glowing tan for the worried Japanese, who exhaled gustily...
...financed by the novelist. From the servants' recollections, Sachs draws a picture of "an unknown Marcel Proust of the great, terrible depths," whose sadism led him to butcher shops where he watched calves being slaughtered and who once had a rat brought to him so that he could stab it to death with a hatpin. Proust, says Sachs, was "a kind of monster child, whose mind had all the experiences of a man, and whose soul was ten years...