Word: touche
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Excepting Picasso, who is the end-all of most switches and surprises in modern art, few can touch Kantor for variety. A mild, quiet little man whose long face is made even longer by his swooping nose and luxuriantly sad mustache, Kantor changes his style with his subjects. Last week at a Manhattan gallery he seemed to be trying two at once. Half the paintings on show were piney, briny souvenirs of Kantor's summers at Monhegan, Me. They looked a little as though they had been pasted together with pine needles and pitch. The other half...
...Frank King's morality play about the Wallets of Gasoline Alley. But mostly their idea of action was to have a character jump out of his shoes. Into Terry and the wartime Male Call (for the G.I. press) Caniff poured fast-breaking dialogue, credible adventure - and one touch of Venus. He knocked himself out to make his brain children (he has no others) seem real. His Dragon Lady, Burma and Miss Lace were fashioned after lush, living models. (Steve Canyon's mean and sexy villainess, Copper Calhoon, was drawn from a model, Carol Ohmart, "Miss Utah...
...lovelorn and tips on the horses-and compelling, habit-forming comics. Most of the strips that helped his lusty tabloid grow were named by him (Dick Tracy, Orphan Annie, Moon Muttins, etc.), often after a thoughtful thumbing of the telephone book. All the artists felt his sensitive, shrewd touch. From Caniff he wanted adventure, suspense, and pretty women...
Prime Minister King, who had been keeping in close touch by phone, rushed in the first team, trained to the minute on political promises. With no preliminary warning, it showed up at a Liberal rally in the Simard-owned Sorel Theater...
...disgusting sickness, and even now he walked with a vigorous step. The dismal beating oj his bell, the pattering of the stick, the eyeless screen before his countenance, and the knowledge that he was not only doomed to death and suffering, but shut out forever from the touch of his fellowmen, filled the lads' bosoms with dismay; and at every step that brought him nearer, their courage and strength seemed to desert them...