Word: vileness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...deliberative baritone) appears all right, and eagles mount at his command, but when the thunder has subsided and the baritone passed away, J.B. is no longer the Biblical Job, no longer a vile creature in the maw of the great enigma, no longer the object lesson in a parable. He accepts neither "the blood nor the bowing"; he forgives God for his senseless test; J.B. (and man) becomes the hero, in his capacity to accept life on its own terms, in his willingness to love and love again, to accept love in place of "justice...
...space slave-one of TIME'S prophets -should have said: "Have words, cannot unravel." This nitwit lit crit dissembled a vile mess of subliminal nonsense to suggest that Aldous Huxley is a sub-pessimistic old fuddy-daddy. He treated Huxley's prognostications, fulfilled or unfulfilled, with the strangled insincerity of a man who likes to say "say it ain't so," so he says it ain't. The thought of this compulsive lop-shifter of ideas and neologisms frothing his prophylactic at the dreaming West is downright rummy...
JASON: Fatal, vile sorceress, Cruel woman, whom I have cast out, go away, go away from here! Your punishment awaits...
...barely more than a quarter of a century since Huxley had a vile vision of mankind's future, in which a scientific power elite of cads presided over a proletariat of test-tube-bred sub-morons kept happy on a tranquilizer called soma. The elite could dispose of heretics by sending them to exile in rockets. Huxley lived to see the title of his book, Brave New World, pass into common language as a wry cliche. Now he argues that his nightmare is becoming a waking reality. Looking about today, Utopiarist Huxley is appalled to find how obediently...
Amid outcries about freedom, characters die as if it were the last act of Hamlet; amid tirades against power, slave girls uncover and Caligula runs wild. If there is a unifying note in all this it is that the characters, whether male or female, slave or free, vile or virtuous, slain or spared, are orators one and all. So much oratory has its touches of eloquence, so much theatricalism its flashes of theater. But the play as a whole is lumberingly lurid, and Alvin Epstein's Claudius offers some adroit stammering that is more effective than anyone else...