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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...small Scottish island, "On Approval" allows two kindly if ineffectual characters to realize that they don't want to marry the selfish Brook and Miss Lillie, while the latter pair finally end at the altar. In spite of a well worn plot, this film brings out the best of English humour. Shying away from Hollywood's gag-happy style, "On Approval" specializes in a never ending series of sly, subtle touches that provide an hour and a half of continuous laughter rather than the customary two and a half of spasmodic guffaws...
...engine flew out and ricocheted along the water. The plane hit the water. Chunks of plane sailed past our boat. A stream of flame shot past a hospital ship near by. Then the peril set in. Our own antiaircraft fragments started splashing around. I wished fervently that I had worn my helmet...
First Aims. General Buckner had been born for this job. His father, Simon Bolivar Buckner ST., named for the South American liberator, had served with distinction in the Mexican War and worn a lieutenant general's stars in the Confederate Army. As a brigadier he had been forced to surrender Fort Donelson to his old West Point classmate, U. S. Grant. But he was exchanged, twice promoted, and wound up the war still fighting...
...nicht ein schones Schwein?" cried the barmaid in the Nazi beer garden, when a pig fell into the beautiful blue Danube (which was muddy-brown) and floated on a board past the ancient German city of Regensburg. "Ja, das ist ein schönes Schwein!" wailed the hungry, war-worn customers. Even the portly mayor of Regensburg forgot his civic dignity, flopped on his belly, and lost his umbrella trying to hook the pig. "Swim after it, drag it ashore-and report to me!" roared Nazi Gauleiter Stoltz. But the pig was deaf to Hitlerism. It only stepped ashore...
Ebullient Pierre Mendès-France is a youthful (38) politician with a veteran's flair for gauging the public mood. Last week spring burgeoned in Paris, and it was inevitable that winter-weary, war-worn Frenchmen should feel that at least half their troubles were over. Sensitive Mendes-France sniffed deeply and bounced up with the most optimistic official word yet on French recovery...