Word: twitting
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...driver. Sellers makes something quite affecting of this honest workman, intruding his democratic values and lower-class common sense on Middle European court politics at the turn of the century. Sellers must save his best comic efforts for the prince's role. He makes him into a perfect twit, a gambling, womanizing, cowardly wastrel, complete with an absolutely splendid lisp that is as loonily effective as Inspector Clouseau's fractured French...
Like Python, Beyond the Fringe specializes in heavily satiric parodies of the moronic aspects of "the hurly-burly of modern existence," as exemplified by the morons themselves--the twit who shows up at an opera he does not like 497 times in the hope of catching a glimpse of the royal family, the Scotland Yard detective with all the intellect (if not looks) of an iguana in heat, the one-footed man ("unidexter" is the term used) who wants to try out for the role of Tarzan...
Among German Christians, even those who express doubts about Jesus' Resurrection, Lapide's ideas have been welcomed. Besides working on a third book, which is to deal with Jesus' Passion, Lapide has time to appear at religious conferences where he has been known to twit German liberal Christians about their lack of faith. The demythologizers of Easter, he says, are "sawing off the branch of faith upon which they are sitting...
First novels are customarily praised for showing promise. Green's fulfilled it. Blindness opens with the diary of John Haye, 16, a student at a typically repressive English public school. The lad shows himself to be a callow but somehow endearing little twit, alternately gushing over books he likes and playing the world-weary aesthete. Asked to submit a story to a school magazine, Haye notes archly that "there is a sense of degradation attached to appearing in print." The young dandy likes to appear cold and aloof: "It sounds an awful thing to write, but I seldom meet...
...become fashionable to twit Roth for returning so often to characters like Kepesh: enough, already, of Jewish intellectual sex maniacs. Such criticism is self-incriminating, a tribute to Roth's wicked skill at probing nerves and making people who think they know better say silly things. Like most writers who prove they have enough talent for the long haul of a career, Roth has found the story he will tell until either he or it is exhausted. It is a good story and, as The Professor of Desire proves, it gets better with each telling...