Word: twilight
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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They gather with the twilight in every city, swaggering under awnings and before the fluorescent lights of cafeteria windows. They like to bill themselves as "studs," but they are guys who swing from both sides of the bed. Around them swirls another kind of urban flotsam: maimed, embittered victims with out a prayer of sexual gratification or a hope of companionship. From these unpromising fragments, James Leo Herlihy wrote a lyric blues ballad disguised as a novel. The film adaptation of Midnight Cowboy may grant that ballad too much orchestration, but it preserves its essential compassion and humor...
...dipp'd into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales...
...stranger facts about the contemporary U.S. that Babylon's mystic conceptions of the universe are being taken up seriously and semiseriously by the most scientifically sophisticated generation of young adults in history. Even the more bc.cult arts of palmistry, numerology, fortunetelling and witchcraft?traditionally the twilight zone of the undereducated and overanxious?are catching on with youngsters. Bookshops that cater to the trend are crammed with graduate students and assistant professors...
...English, who send CARE packages to needy sheep dogs, have never made house pets of spiders. But Iris Murdoch often deals even-headedly with oddities. This time she has spun a touching tale of wayward love and wanly threatening death, centered around a moribund octogenarian named Bruno Greensleave, whose twilight passion is for champagne and arachnids...
These gyrations seem not so much foolish as pathetic when viewed next to Bruno's twilight world. As he declines, the perception that life is a kind of dream through which most men move like drunken tram conductors struggles in his mind with his fading recollections of the flesh. Bruno recalls the anguish of his early loves, his failure with his son, and cannot keep the distant memory of these trumpery things, even now, from shredding his heart...