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ACCIDENT. The scene is Oxford. The story involves a wan don (Dirk Bogarde) who tries to be a Don Juan with a nubile undergraduate while his wife (Vivian Merchant) is pregnant. Harold Pinter wrote the cryptic, skeletal dialogue, Joseph Losey directed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Television: May 12, 1967 | 5/12/1967 | See Source »

...safety of her dorm, protecting her from the police who will never know that it was she who drunkenly drove the boy to his death. At film's end, the princess leaves Oxford to fly home. Baker, the self-confident Don Juan, proves to be an ineffectual wan don, unable to stop her. Bogarde resignedly returns to his pipe, his books, his stoic, sad-eyed wife...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: X-Ray Treatment | 4/21/1967 | See Source »

...never any stronger than the host it feeds upon; by lampooning an overdone era, the creators of the film have made Millie an aging flapper, hoofing and puffing with jazz and razzmatazz, pretty and polished. But beneath the powder, the mascara and the bee-stung lips, she is wan and rather tired...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Thoroughly Maudlin | 4/7/1967 | See Source »

...mistake"), he is, according to one Tiger player, "the best coach in basketball-from Monday through Friday." But when game time rolls around, he turns into a Tiger-screaming at his players, snarling at referees. A loss sends him into a paroxysm of frustration; even a victory leaves him wan and wet with perspiration. Not until the season is over and the pressure is off does Butch become a good guy again. Then he's off to sing a chorus of the Cannon Song and hoist a glass with "my guys...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: College Basketball: Tiger in the Ivy | 1/20/1967 | See Source »

...setting exclusively for the young Nabokov, "lent an ember to my bicycle bell." Ben, Dan, Sam and Ned, the "wan-faced, big-limbed, silent nitwits" encountered in the English grammars that he mastered before Russian, "now drift with a slow-motioned slouch across the remotest backdrop of my memory." On the Nord-Express, "I saw a city, with its toylike trams, linden trees and brick walls, enter the compartment, hobnob with the mirrors, and fill to the brim the windows on the corridor side." A telephone number rises from the welter of years: "What would happen...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Reality of the Past | 1/20/1967 | See Source »

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