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Pretentious thud that it is, The Razor's Edge nonetheless rates a round of applause for trying to be a movie with an Idea. The real trouble in this case: the movie technicians-including the director-are far too clever and too efficient for their material; it has become dangerous to let them kick an Idea around-unless it is a very, very robust Idea. By the time 4.000 competent craftsmen have focused their cold lights on Mr. Maugham's little sermon, pulled it through 89 dressy sets, photographed it tenderly from every possible angle and spiced...
There are connoisseurs who go to hockey games just to exult over a weaving solo dash or delight in a well-coordinated scoring play, but rank-&-file hockey fans would still rather hear a player thud against the boards, or see a good fist fight...
Frank & Nancy Sinatra dropped off Hollywood's Ideal Couple List with a thud. After a hot argument, Frankie walked out with a first-degree burn on. Clucked Sinatra's pressagent: "It was a case of Hollywood career plus a family tiff. I hope they will make up. . . ." But that night, Frankie went to Sonja Henie's party, danced with Lana Turner. Burbled Lolly Parsons: "[Lana has] known Frank for a long time, but. . . says: 'I am not in love with Frank and he is not in love with me. I have never in my life broken...
...next and last 59 pages of Past All Dishonor describe Roger's and Morina's activities as murderers and train robbers. Little is heard save the crack of Roger's .36, the thud of dropping corpses, and Morina's trills of sadistic ecstasy. It all winds up with Morina lying dead in the snow, covered with stolen jewels, and a posse closing in on lonesome Roger. Far away in the background, the Civil War pursues its peaceful course, untroubled by the agonies of love...
...want to take you on a little tour. . . ." At this point he was drowned out by the rush and thud of a sudden tropical rainstorm. Java's torrid heat made closing the doors unthinkable. Then nearby British artillery opened fire, presumably against Indonesian guerrillas. Sir Archibald, seasoned diplomat though he was, gave up, with a shrug of his shoulders. "I can't compete with this," said he. General Mansergh, not realizing that the thunderous obbligato was being played by his own guns, bellowed: "The Ambassador can't compete with the Almighty-rain and thunder...