Word: decentered
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...natural thing for [McCarran's] committee to do if it doubted the board [SACB] was to hold a meeting to find out if we were s.o.b.s. But no. There was no hearing. The damned representative of Franco could get a hearing and sit in the committee councils, but decent Americans couldn't . . . It makes me damned mad to have the papers announce that damned scaly representative of a scaly country can have a conference with the Judiciary Committee when five men who are just as good can't have a hearing...
When the U.N. forces whipped into the Chinese rear areas, Wang got the chance he had been waiting for. When orders came to withdraw, he slipped into the bush and started moving. He had believed the American leaflets which promised him decent treatment. He worked down into a valley, then over a hill, saw American troops advancing, and walked toward them in the open, with his hands up, as the leaflet had told...
...stay consistently within their well-drawn characterizations. The cop is a sharp little study in malcontent, cupidity and vulgar taste; his fondest ambition is to own a motel so he can earn money even while he sleeps. Yet he is also a man in love and nagged by some decent urges. Actor Heflin fills the character to the last nuance. The woman, ably played by Actress Keyes, is a pathetic, guilt-ridden dupe who craves nothing more than a normal home life...
...most fascinating man at court," and realizes for the first time what true love is. The Princess has been too well brought up to break her marriage vows, but her princely husband, caddishly suspecting the worst, dies "with an admirable firmness of spirit" of a broken heart. After a decent interval, the Princess meets her lover and explains that, even now, she dare not marry him for fear that she might see his love for her grow cold. Despite anything he can say, she gives up the court and enters a convent...
...thriller, Stalag 17 chugs along a straight formula route. But it goes at a decent clip, and in its way is quite uncompromising; it never taints its hokum with anything the least bit real. The humor, coming from prisoners rigidly confined to a few acres, is itself rigidly confined to a few topics, most of them supremely physical. But the men themselves, with their gripes and their razzing, form a diverting cross section from a rough-cut Polish-American G.I. to a Back Bay blueblood...