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...middle-aged social worker who has befriended him and who lives in one of those indescribably ugly housing projects. Lumet has the two play out an extremely dramatic scene on her balcony, from which several of her building's hideous cousins are in full view. Her sympathy and his despair confer humanity on that sterile setting seen in the early morning light...

Author: By Daniel J. Singal, | Title: The Pawnbroker | 6/16/1965 | See Source »

Even though Daley called out for help, none of the passersby stopped to aid him; some stood and watched while others peered out from nearby apartment windows. In despair, Daley asked for someone to call the station. No one moved...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Teen-Aged Gang Beats Policeman As Scores Watch | 5/28/1965 | See Source »

...Sokolow's Rooms. Ailey's own Roots of the Blues and Revelations are danced with savage grace and élan. Roots traces the evolution of the blues from the barrel houses of New Orleans to the speakeasy era; Revelations, drawing on Negro spirituals, evokes the hope and despair of a beleaguered people...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Dance: Out of Pride | 5/28/1965 | See Source »

...need for independent thought is greater than ever. With the decline of ideology, the large causes and massive generalizations of past decades have vanished. The Marxist Utopia broke down in shame and despair-but the relatively simple anti-Communism of the early cold war years is no longer tenable either. Nothing as large and easy as antiFascism or anti-McCarthyism is available to the intellectual today. The Government has so steadily adopted the radical programs of yesterday that some intellectuals are desperately trying to stay left of Washington and attempting, not very successfully, to create "a new radicalism." There...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: THE FLOURISHING INTELLECTUALS | 5/21/1965 | See Source »

...pregnant. (The director, in secret, told her to spring it on him. Peter, the actor, had no idea a baby was in the script--no idea, in fact how the movie was supposed to end.) He grins, disbelieving, confused, a little silly, "You're kiddin' me." No shock, no despair, no emotional fireworks. It's a beautiful moment. Real...

Author: By Jacob R. Brackman., | Title: Nobody Waved Goodbye | 5/17/1965 | See Source »

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