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...books that followed Tropic of Cancer and Tropic of Capricorn exhibited less dirt-and less talent. Miller overwrote for the sheer sake of verbosity; he made hyperbole into a principle of composition. Everything he described was either incredibly glorious or incredibly distasteful. On a visit to Greece he felt "a stillness so intense that for a fraction of a second I heard the great heart of the world beat. . ." Revisiting the cities of America he found "a vast, unorganized lunatic asylum . . . the most horrible place on God's earth." Critic Alfred Kazin once said of him: "Is there anything...
Idle Whiskey. He became Democratic leader by wresting control of the assembly district from one James A. McQuade, member of a family known as the "thirtyfour starving McQuades." He ran for office (alderman, sheriff, etc.) more than 30 times, and "was sent back with glorious colors" every time. He named his headquarters the Greenpoint People's Regular Democratic Organization, welcomed one & all, but kept his telephone padlocked in a wire cage. He opposed Prohibition, cried bitterly: "It's a shame to allow whiskey to lie idle when there's people at Death's door that might...
...eschews wild oats for the sake of Crown Jewel, a mare as beautifully black as he is white, and whinnies nervous encouragement as she trains for the trotting races. (P.S.: she does all right.) Left to their own devices, these glorious animals are a treat to watch. But too much time is wasted on relatively dull human beings: the Healthy Juvenile who owns Crown Jewel (Robert Arthur); his tomboy girl friend (Peggy Cummins, prettily poured into dungarees); her growling, boozy grandfather (a deadly conventional role all but redeemed by Charles Coburn's restraint); Burl Ives (singing a weird, savage...
...will be a baseball game instead of the nineteenth century's dance around the Liberty Tree, which involved holding hands and skipping about and jumping frantically to get hold of a piece of a wreath. This, surely, is progress. And in the nineteenth century President Lowell exulted "What a glorious object is a Senior on Class Day to a maiden of sixteen." Today, there will probably not be a girl under eighteen in Harvard Yard, and this, too, is progress. It is the sort of progress that can create confidence in the future of Harvard College and in the future...
...Shot in glorious black and white, "Fort Apache" introduces John Agar as a brash young 2nd Lt with a lantern jaw and a gay twinkle in his blue, blue eyes. He provides the love interest and very little else. His opposite, Shirley Temple, is now a Woman, let it be announced. Her acting is competent and mature, if a trifle too cute. Fonda plays the stiff-backed, knuckle-headed Colonel skillfully, but even so experienced an actor as he cannot carry this trite and sloppy picture...