Word: tramped
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...airports, how far they walk, their interchange problems." The results of his findings were dramatized by longtime Saarinen Friend Charles Eames-for the benefit of the FAA and airline officials who needed convincing about mobile lounges-in a ten-minute cartoon film whose sound track featured the tramp-tramp, clunk-clunk of aching feet plodding through the measureless tunnels of the nation's sprawling airports...
...evening, while she muses on her doorstep, a tall old tramp (Georges Wilson) strides by. She staggers back, moves as if to cry out, hesitates, stares after him bewildered. Impossible! But for an instant she could have sworn the old tramp was her husband! Next day when he comes by again she asks him in. He has a kind mouth and sad eyes that light up wonderfully when she plays Rossini on the jukebox, but something in his face suggests a damaged and diminished man. "I've lost my memory," he explains shyly. She faints. She is sure...
...speaks her husband's name: "Albert Langlois." No reaction. She recalls her husband's record in the Resistance, the prisons he was held in. Still no reaction. She confronts the tramp with her husband's aunt. Not a flicker of recognition. She feeds him the dishes her husband loved. He cannot remember them. In agony she cries out: "Why do you refuse your past! Why do you refuse your life!" Then she sees the awful scar on the back of his head...
Director Francois Truffaut (Jules and Jim), a prime mover of the New Wave, exploits his star's Chaplinesque lost-waif charm, but Aznavour lacks the clownish resilience that enabled Chaplin's eternal tramp to give as good as he took from life. A hero who falls to his defeat generates dramatic interest; but the piano player seems to wallow in the complacency of his own despair, as if he were past caring and past caring about. Truffaut's centrifugal direction sends pieces of crime thriller, love story, and psychological case study flying off at unrelated tangents. Moreover...
...derricks weathered under the south western sun; tramp steamers rusted in their harbor slips. But the visitor from New York heeded neither the heat nor the scenery. Samuel I. Newhouse, 67, had come to the Texas Gulf Coast port of Beaumont for only one reason ? to run down a rumor that the city's two news papers were for sale. Beyond that possibility, Beaumont held no charms for the little man from the big city. And when the rumor proved false, the visitor could not get out of town fast enough...