Word: vulgarizer
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...Life had the great good fortune to be publishing, that very week, their huge, astoundingly vulgar "Entertainment Issue;" it sang of "verse that is both savagely rugged and soaringly lyrical," and used the occasion to add several hundred decibels more to Henry Luce's loud, everlasting orgy of American self-congratulation: "As news about J.B., even without newspapers, spread through New York, the theatre box office was beseiged, and a great play was on its way to being a great hit--proof that the public appreciates exceptional merit." (Earlier in the same issue on "the glittering, gossamer world of American...
Happy Anniversary (Fields Productions; United Artists) is a vulgar, slick, hilarious film version of Anniversary Waltz (TIME, April 19, 1954), a common mattress farce, put together by Jerome Chodorov and Joseph Fields, that packed the Broadway tourists in for more than 17 months. The plot is just a house of comic greeting cards, but Chodorov and Fields, who also wrote the script, have stacked them up with impressive skill. David Niven and Mitzi Gaynor, it develops, are a big-city couple in the five-figure set who are celebrating their 13th anniversary. All goes well until Husband Niven gives...
...Money God. Like a singular breed of evil locusts, Flem Snopes and his clan showed up in Mississippi's Yoknapatawpha County at precisely the moment when the old Southern aristocracy had become a pushover for vulgar, illiterate climbers. Flem's god was money, because money was power, and in the end it led even to respectability. To get money, he trampled over the less cunning, blandly jobbed the unsuspecting; he married the casually pregnant daughter of the big man in Frenchman's Bend, and with equal blandness allowed himself to be cuckolded by a banker because...
Time fof Chop-Chop. A million candles etch the initials P. and C. against the night sky of Cincinnatus' home town. On the ride to the scaffold, bouquets of flowers pelt P.'s and C.'s open car. The whole vulgar holiday is surrounded by rules and rituals of elaborate illogic. Finally, the moment nears "to do chop-chop," as M'sieur Pierre puts it childishly; and childishly, too, the prisoner seeks to save his last shred of self-respect as he mutters: "By myself, by myself." Author Nabokov saves a climactic surprise for the chopping...
...Last week his heirs, faced with some $30 million in death duties (of which more than $21 million has already been paid to date), put up for auction 18 of the duke's paintings, plus the Westminster Tiara, so encrusted with diamonds that his peers considered it downright vulgar...