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...Negro life, but because they tend to be obsessed with the Negro's relationship to the white world. James Baldwin shares that obsession, but he expresses it not merely with passion but with candor, describing himself in this book of essays as an "abnormally intelligent, and hungry black cat." Hungry he has surely been; intelligent he clearly is. Although he sometimes low-rates the country that he claims to love, his anger at the wrongs done his people is relatively restrained, hence doubly effective...
...trips to two Southern cities are balanced and perceptive. He also makes it plain that whites who try to get into the castle of the black man's skin are tolerated at best. Says Baldwin of his friend Norman Mailer: "They thought he was a real sweet ofay* cat but a little frantic...
...film about "that grand old American folk ritual, the afternoon shack-up." In Co-Writer-Producer-Director Wilder's hands, the result was one of the sharpest social satires ever filmed. And Hollywood's new lack of inhibitions has made possible other excellent pictures (Elmer Gantry, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof), and some that are at least artistically ambitious (Shadows, The Savage Eye). But these are the exceptions. At the other end of the scale are such lurid Z pictures as Albert Zugsmith's The Beat Generation, and Sexpot Goes to College. The point is that...
...more Castro gloated over the cleverness of his game, the more he lost. His cat-and-mouse demand for "indemnification" rather than the "exchange" he originally proposed revolted Latin Americans, who believe strongly in human dignity. His loud threats of "revolutionary tribunals" for the prisoners if his demands were not met only increased the horror. Cooler minds, one of them most likely Moscow's supervisor Che Guevara, apparently got through to Castro, for Castro piped down after a few days. By then great damage had been done...
...Dean of 70-year-old St. Paul's Cathedral in Melbourne, Australia, has his own formula for filling the tent. He plastered the crypt of the cathedral with gaudy record jackets, set candles in wine bottles on checkered tableclothes, and ran an ad in the newspapers: ANY CRAZY CAT IS WELCOME TO CREEP DOWN TO OUR CRYPT FOR COFFEE AND CRUMPETS. Instead of the 100-odd he expected the first Sunday night, more than 500 youngsters crushed in at 15? a head. Dean Babbage was happily laying plans last week for an espresso machine, a jukebox and a volunteer...