Word: surf
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Last month I had it good. I was running down at Sunshine Park in Florida and it was nice and warm. Twice a week they'd take me out to the beach and gallop me up and down in the surf. So I played ball with them. I picked up two seconds and a third and then won three...
...more tangible note than timelessness and ends with a hurricane scene that completely breaks the mood of the picture, literally winding it up on the rocks. An additional battery of loudspeakers is spotted around the theater; during the storm scene, they are filled with sounds of wind and surf. The trade calls this device Multi-Sound and it is when the wind is screaming the loudest, and everyone is wondering what has become of the fresh air, that Jenny appears for the last time. For some obscure reason, an extra large screen called Cycloramic Screen is teamed with Multi-Sound...
Next morning, in a slatch in the storm, surf watchers on the tip of Cape Cod saw the Portland, among the snarled and yelping seas, just off the treacherous Peaked Hill Bar. The storm closed in, and the day wore on. That night, the sea suddenly belched forth a dreadful spew of trunks, mattresses, chairs, stateroom doors and barrels on the sands near Race Point. The bodies came more slowly, rolling inertly in the surf. Explained a coast watcher: "The bodies do not float as woodwork does, but the tide and waves push and roll them along the bottom until...
From the blue and surf-ringed isolation of French-owned Tahiti, Author James Norman Hall (Pitcairn's Island, Mutiny on the Bounty) decided that the world's dirty, teeming and fear-ridden old nests of civilization needed a word of cheer. After noting, with obvious satisfaction, that French Oceania was free of the ships, planes and men which cluttered it up during World War II, he sent TIME two items of news about its people...
There is little novel interpretation of character: even that might distract from the great language, or distort it. There is no clear placement in time, no outside world except blind sky, faint landscapes, ruminant surf, a lyrical brook. The camera, prowling and peering about the cavernous castle, creates a kind of continuum of time and space. Such castles were almost as naked of furniture as the Elizabethan stage; Olivier uses both facts to the film's advantage. Not even the costumes are distracting; they are close to the simplest mind's-eye image: a King & Queen like playing...