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Where Is Everybody? The inevitable result is a family home in one city, a stopover apartment in another and offices in all three. The scramble around the infernal triangle jams airports, exhausts the commuters, gives waiting wives grey hairs. Important Brazilians are the hardest-to-find group of people since Atlantis sank. "I'm sorry, he just left for Brasilia" is the familiar refrain of harried secretaries...
...Kennedy's blue Chrysler limousine pulled up to building 3707 at Otis Air Force Base. President Kennedy entered the squat, lime-hued hospital wing, emerged four minutes later, his left hand firmly clasp ing his wife's right. The sun had broken through a grey overcast. They looked, remarked a bystander, "like a couple of school kids." Thus Jackie Kennedy, smil ing faintly, went home last week, after the birth and death of her son Patrick...
Today's Americans are a submissive lot. A generation ago, when someone suggested collecting everyone's fingerprints and filing them with the FBI, the civil libertarians shrieked with rage. But these days, hardly any U.S. auto driver knows-or seems to care-about a big grey machine in Washington that clicks and whirs month in, month out, at the task of monitoring a motorist's habits on the highway...
...omits much of what working Presidents really read. Teddy Roosevelt gobbled two books a day on almost anything. F.D.R. doted on detective stories, Ike went for Westerns, and Kennedy has made Ian Fleming famous. The new library offers no such surcease. It is sober, scholarly, and just a bit grey...
...satire strikes at the right: in one stunning vignette, Director Visconti (who in private life is the Count of Modrone) executes a mortal lampoon of the old nobility. The Prince and his family, after a long and dusty journey, go straight to church, and there the camera finds them grey with dust and incense and fatigue, propped in their gloomy niches like medieval effigies, like spirits of the dead come back to haunt the living. Sometimes the laugh is on the Left: at the Ponteleone Ball, which fills the final hour of the film with one of the most brilliant...