Word: wayward
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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When the last brickbat had been flung, Eleanor Roosevelt rose up like teacher reproving a wayward elderly schoolboy. "He doesn't like certain kinds of liberals," she said. "I welcome every kind of liberal . . . Perhaps we have something to learn from liberals that are younger." Flushing to his hairline, Truman managed to applaud politely. But, as usual, he had the last hot word. Next day before he flew back home to Missouri, Truman grandly assured attendant reporters that "there isn't any split. There aren't any liberals in the Democratic Party; they're all Democrats...
...their hope for the fast-stepping of the youth vanguard ("At the Revolution, I will be there"). It is difficult to think of a western parallel for this collective identification, unless it would be the unplanned social cast of the "teenager", given group status by popular song, and whose wayward extremes think they are fulfilling a public image "Get your knife, Freddy...
...uncontrolled hysteria. Richard Knowles as the reporter managed by his tone and facial expressions to disguise the fact that the reporter is not a slimy busybody but a spiritual successor to Alison. Probably the best performance of the evening was given by Karen Johnson in the role of the wayward daughter. If Miss Johnson ever learns to use her face and voice as expressively as she can use her body, she will indeed be a great actress...
Eilshemius' muse was wayward, poetic, and in the end cruel. Critic Duncan Phillips notes that in one picture Eilshemius "symbolically depicted himself as adrift, all alone, in a fragile bark rushed along by the fierce currents of wild, rapid waters which swirl around an island under a witching moon. It is a symbol of all futility and frustration under the Tantalus of beauty and romance. It tells of his endless efforts to land on the island of desire...
...turns plain Essie into a glittering song-and-dance girl, Redhead stops being deadhead. Her articulate hands, toes and torso are parts of speech and her lines are more pleasing than the script's. Her body is an erotic spoof spelling sex in quotes, as she overtilts a wayward hip or dislocates an amorous shoulder; in marathon-long dances, the stage is her keyboard, and she never hits a wrong note. Under the bravura assurance lies an endearing Chaplinesque poignance. Smiles of delight cross the wistful, wide-eyed Verdon face, like sudden dawns. Eager to please, she seems perpetually...