Word: stoves
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...ducks under the covers. Mum (Virginia Maskell) staggers up, eyes like bruises, hair like last year's alfalfa. Puts the baby on the pot, the water on the stove. Dad sinks blissfully into stolen snooze. "Wake up!" squeals his darling daughter, knocking on his head with her knuckles-hard. "Ah, c'mon!" Mum squalls at the baby. "Yer not tryin'." Dad weaves toward the bathroom, battles an ancient geyser for five minutes, achieves a pathetic dribble of tepid water, starts to shave. "Breakfast!" Dad slumps groggily over his coffee. "Now don't be late, dear...
...writer for Fred Allen who is now one of the sharpest word boys in the movie business. But this time the interiors are even more giltily decorative, the fashions more spectacularly inconsequintial, the colors more hormone-creamy, the lines more jerky-smirky ("A kiss is like lighting a stove. It doesn't prove that you can cook"). Edie Adams and Jack Oakie provide bright bits. But Doris Day, 37, is filmed in soft focus to conceal her wrinkles, and sometimes unfortunately her features disappear too. Furthermore, Rock Hudson, the oversized, undertalented ex-postman from Winnetka, Ill., still...
...room, later worked as a sidewalk vegetable barker and roaming grocery salesman. Just after World War II, he bought a Chinese food cannery in Duluth, and in 1947 began to turn out a spicy chow mein derived from recipes that he whipped up himself on his mother's stove. "It's not so bland as Chinese chow mein." he explains...
...beer cans. The wife, Helen, darns his socks and whines testily, "When was the last time you cut your toenails?" She is not so much asking a question as emitting a fixed tone signal, an S 0 S of day in, day out desperation. "Death or a new stove, I'll settle for either one," she says. The shabby New York apartment is like a tank of formaldehyde preserving the couple's dead marriage, dead hopes, and dead selves...
...stayed in one place as long as the landlord would let you, and then you moved on. We were poor, we were poor. We're not proud of it, but we don't shun the fact that we were the poorest family in South Boston." The family stove was fueled with stray lumps of coal that Knocko and Dannie picked up in the railroad yards, and John's meager earnings were supplemented by a "pauper's basket" from the welfare department. "I had to go down to the Chardon Street welfare home and chop wood...