Word: stingingly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...effectiveness can be gauged in terms of the resentment he arouses. Sunday, in all modesty, he observed that since the Berlin crisis he has finally begun losing fans and newspapers. Need he then regret that, like Shaw, his satire is expressed with such charm and sympathy that the sting is often unfelt...
...passage of months took some of the sting out of the scandals, and last week Dilworth found his way out of another ticklish situation: he had just achieved a hiatus in a bitter 4½-month strike by the International Association of Machinists against Yale & Towne, lock manufacturers. Basking in this glow, Dilworth announced his forthcoming resignation as mayor, preparatory to declaring for Harrisburg next month...
Blow-by devices fight smog by piping the smog-making gases that collect in the crankcase back through the intake manifold to be burned in the cylinders. To ease the eye sting in Los Angeles, the nation's smog capital, Detroit last year equipped all new cars to be sold in California with a blow-by device made by General Motors' A.C. Spark Plug Division. G.M.'s blow-by, which is the only one approved so far by California's Air Pollution Control Board, added from $4.50 to $6.50 to the price...
...talk last night, sponsored by the Poets' Theatre, Miss McCarthy largely avoided the acidulous sting of her satiric fiction. She was not the cruelly self-conscious McCarthy of The Company She Keeps (1942), with its heroine's interminable self-dissection and motive-mongering after making love in a Pullman car with "The Man in the Brooks Brothers Shirt." This famous sketch, which had run previously in the Partisan Review, established her reputation and set the pattern for the heroine of her subsequent novels...
...right dark glow as the Latin heroine; Richard Beymer is winsome as the hero, and as a tan teen Tybalt and a nubile Nurse of anything but the usual Shakespearance, George Chakiris and Rita Moreno are strikingly slummy. On-screen as onstage, Stephen Sondheim's lyrics sting like a tongueful of tamales. Leonard Bernstein's music, as usual spinelessly eclectic, fails (as the whole film fails) to merge the moods of sweetness and blight; but it is often swell strutty stuff...