Word: thurber
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...synonymous with cunning in tales as far apart as Aesop's and Thurber's. But what is the animal really like? Margaret Lane's The Fox (Dial; $9.95) is a documentary, full of facts and insights, demonstrating that the animal lives up (and down) to its reputation. As the author discloses the secret life of Reynard, she scatters some surprises: dogs probably kill more sheep than foxes do; foxes are secret suburbanites, sharing the contents of the garbage can with raccoons. Kenneth Lilly illuminates the manuscript with meticulously detailed closeups accurate to the last, wicked grin...
...strictly formal affair: patch for the dress or bathing suit, patch for face, no detail. In the process he often produced a curious scragginess. The parts of the bodies rarely connect well, and have noli me tangere written all over them. Sometimes his lumpish ladies on the beach suggest Thurber. In Matisse, no matter how reduced the outline may be or how schematic the stroke of the crayon that says "eye," "breast" or "hip," one can almost always sense the live weight of a body, its organic relationship of part to part, its accessibility to touch. This ability to translate...
...unaffordable injection of at least $5 million for circulation and promotion. For months he had tried to merge with another magazine, to sell SR, or even to give it away. Potential buyers were at first intrigued about acquiring a magazine that had published T.S. Eliot, John Dos Passes, James Thurber and G.K. Chesterton, and that had been credited with helping secure passage in Congress of the 1963 nuclear-test-ban treaty. But upon analysis, would-be bidders deemed SR too risky. Admitted Weingarten: "Saturday Review has had a long and distinguished tradition. But we have invested all that we felt...
...take place exclusively in the roadhouses. There have already been skirmishes up in the loftier precincts, where a well-turned antique compliment (Dr. Johnson to Boswell: "Men know that women are an overmatch for them") now sounds more like a neat way of undercutting a woman with awe. James Thurber, invited to talk to the graduating class of Mount Holyoke College in 1949 ("The idea of addressing the flower of American womanhood would terrify me even if I could see"), declined by invoking a story about a World War I soldier who, peering down into a bottomless enemy trench, allowed...
Haider (Alan Howard) is a kind of academic Walter Mitty. But unlike Thurber's daydreamer, Haider has fantasies of failure, doubt and dread. Something dreadful does actually happen to him, and the question-and-answer core of the late British playwright C.P. Taylor's play is how and why. How does a seemingly decent, liberal-minded man like Haider, who lectures on the German classics at the University of Frankfurt, and whose best friend Maurice (Joe Melia) is a Jewish psychoanalyst, wage a retreat from conscience that finds him at Auschwitz as the right-hand man of Adolf...