Word: familiar
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...bloody history. But the most effective pictures in last week's show were those that made no effort to be beautiful and that sacrificed the esoteric for the immediate. Préfète Dufaut's childlike Harbor at Jacmel was as flat, bright and familiar as any postcard, and Wilson Bigaud's self-portrait behind bars had the harshness of a flashbulb photo. Even these, standouts though they were, lacked most of the qualities that critics associate with good painting. Yet, as Poet Rodman suggested in his book, the qualities they did possess were the ones...
...Ford has used what is probably a record amount of experience to fill this movie with fine, familiar technicolor scenes. His cavalry troop, its shiny horses steaming in the cold, jogs out on morning patrol; it moves patiently along a ridge against the jostling clouds of a thunderstorm. It deploys behind its red-and-gold guidon for a charge, plays taps when it buries its dead, and sings a lot of good cavalry songs. Ford's officers sit straight in the saddle, and their gold fore-and-aft shoulder bars gleam in the sun. His two lieutenants (one a wealthy...
...selection which probably presented the least number of technical problems--Vivaldi's Concerto Grosso--was least good. Perhaps this was due to the difficulty of integrating amateur strings when they are unsupported by the rest of the orchestra. But though ragged, there were no major shortcomings, and this familiar work received adequate treatment...
...wave and shake their fists at each other. After winning a few big races, visualized with the weary device of flashing sports pages on the screen, Rooney's head swells, he hits the bottle, is ostracized for crashing into his buddy, and then travels the rest of the familiar road to his comeback at Indianapolis...
...Robert Sherwood's Roosevelt and Hopkins and none of the hero-worshiping quality of Grace Tully's F.D.R., My Boss; she just runs along easily as though she were showing the family album to some old friends. Yet every few pages she comes to a striking, familiar snapshot of the great ones among whom she and her husband moved. Random shots...