Word: womanizers
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...more pleasant the more voluntary it is. A man feels the absolute need to get away from time to time to his own room, to his own wing, to his own little hideaway in the country or pied-a-terre in town and so, no doubt, does a woman...
...beauty is the female way of whiling away time and money slimming expeditions to Main Chance or the Greenhouse, animal-cell injections by Niehans in Switzerland, face liftings by Rees or Converse in New York, and assorted blood aerations, breast shapings, or skin peelings. These cosmetic Sayings leave a woman pretty unsightly for a week or so. So Mrs. Marjorie Merriweather Post (you know, Post Toasties) Close Hutton Davies May solves the problem by inviting her doctor and three of her friends down to Palm Beach for a peeling, so they can hole up in her 115-room villa...
When Critic Pauline Kael goes to the movies, she often spends as much time looking at the audience as at the screen. While watching Bonnie and Clyde, she noticed that a woman sitting near by kept insisting rather frantically, "It's a comedy, it's a comedy." That reaction, thought Miss Kael, aptly reflected the film's unsettling mixture of violence, humor and tragedy. Watching The PARIS.MATCH Defiant Ones in an audience composed of whites and Negroes, she noted two reactions when the black convict, Sidney Poitier, sacrifices his own freedom to try to save his white companion, Tony Curtis...
...intellectuals in Manhattan. Not that she always makes things easy for them. She is even racier in her talk than in her writing, and does not hesitate to correct someone's erroneous ideas about a movie. A chain-smoker, she exhibits that edge of insecurity of the almost emancipated woman. About the only publication she refuses to write for is Playboy, because of its condescending view of women. "For a woman to write for Playboy," she says,"is like a Negro being against civil rights...
...EXISTENTIAL SLAPSTICK. This genre seems to mix Mack Sennett and Samuel Beckett. A woman, responding to the call "Where's the Open Pit?", dashes across the lawn with a bottle of Open Pit barbecue sauce and disappears into an open pit. A baker, having carelessly forgotten his Vicks Cough Silencers, tosses pizza dough into the air, coughs and catches it splat in the face. Splat again, as the Pond's girl gets schlopped in the eye with cold cream. And whack! umph! and aaagh! as a mousy little guy, sploshed with Hai Karate after-shave lotion, brutally chops down...