Word: squeamishness
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...even goes at her gardening with a provocative air, tugging at her blouse front while she breathlessly inquires of her son's pal: "Ever been to Corsica? The sun beats on you like a hammer . . . delicious, frightening." Her ultimate surrender proceeds, posture by posture, through moments of squeamish abandon on a dance floor to a New Year's eve when she sweeps downstairs in a feathery ball dress to find the narrow-hipped ne'er-do-well listening to Vivaldi. Somehow, he senses that she has never felt like a real woman...
...Naked Prey spills more beauty, blood and savagery upon the screen than any African adventure drama since Trader Horn. Squeamish viewers will head for home in the first 20 minutes or so, when Producer-Director-Star Cornel Wilde swiftly dooms three last-century white hunters and a file of blacks, attacked and captured by a horde of warriors from a tribe they have insulted. One victim is basted with clay and turned over a spit, another is staked out as the victim of a cobra...
...course, can take risks who doesn't know the rules, but what is perhaps most impressive about John Berryman is his unwillingness to define expertise in purely technical terms. In a review of Hugh MacDiarmid he once wrote "a poet is to prove that he is not squeamish, as a poet (his private attitudes being nothing), by being absolutely responsible for his material and its psychological and spiritual employment, while technically he is absolutely independent of both. Flourishes will not do at all." Check...
...spleeny young opportunist named Flamineo. He is secretary to the Duke of Brachiano. To better himself, he plots the murder of the duke's wife and his own sister's husband, thus clearing the way for his sister to marry the duke. When his brother becomes squeamish about this short cut to success at court, Flamineo kills him, driving his mother mad. In Act II, Operation Avenger, the duke, his new wife and Flamineo are, in turn, killed...
...Thank you for the two gruesome closeups [TIME, May 28]. The headless, body with the cavernous trachea is a masterpiece. Your well-balanced shot of the young marine bleeding all over the petrol tank is also appealing. Mind you, I've noticed that some of the more squeamish journals invoke the same feeling of revulsion with good prose. I would rather have my horror pictorially, so please don't go highbrow and use the English language. Keep at it with your candid" camera...