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These jokes come out as segments of nervous, elliptical stories. The man who tells them is a flatheaded, redheaded lemur with closely bitten fingernails and a sports jacket. Like Jack Paars ghostly Jack Douglas, Allen is a gag writer turned stand-up comic. He even resembles Douglas in a miniature way, with bulging eyes framed by heavy black-rimmed glasses. In fact, since he is so dehydrated that he probably weighs what the charts say he ought to, he gives the impression that if he were dropped into a bowl of water he would turn into Douglas himself...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Comedians: His Own Boswell | 2/15/1963 | See Source »

...quick executive decision: "Well, girls, there'll be no soup tonight. Suppose you take shifts on filming and spotting this afternoon." We asked what filming and spotting was, but Mr. Whiteside suggested that we leave that until later, going first to the dehydration rooms. "Better take off your jacket;" he grinned, "it's pretty hot where we're going." We were taken into a very large room with grotesque orange lighting that made us look like a jack o'lantern. We noticed several conveyor belts passing into and out of the room through openings in the walls. Mr. Whiteside pointed...

Author: By Andrew T. Wett., | Title: Food for Thought | 1/14/1963 | See Source »

...bitterly cold day, and most passers-by on Moscow's Kutuzovsky Prospekt hurried past the bus stop at Badaev factory. Buses came and went, but a tall American diplomat in a sports jacket stood peering at Lamppost 35, which was marked with a crude circle in charcoal. Finally, he jumped into a waiting car and roared off toward the Moscow River. Shortly afterward, another American ducked into a house at 5-6 Pushkin Street, where he surreptitiously reached behind a hallway radiator. As he was about to pocket the paper-wrapped matchbox that had been concealed there, Russian counterespionage...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Russia: Alas, Poor Oleg! | 12/28/1962 | See Source »

...this might have made an apt subject for contemplative derision had it not been for a solidly built man standing on a rock above the scene, wearing pale brown prescription glasses, a white lumber jacket, and a cowboy hat over hair that flew straight back like porcupine quills. This was George Stevens, beyond question the most respected and probably the most able director in the American film industry, whose reputation was assured by movies like A Place in the Sun and The Diary of Anne Frank. He is now risking it by betting that he can tell The Greatest Story...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Hollywood: Forget the incense | 12/28/1962 | See Source »

...worrying all day about whether he will have the courage to drive home from the station by the route that leads past the man's house. And when he does, he takes off his glasses to look more formidable. One day he sees the man wearing the jacket of a veterans' organization, and Stern's heart turns over. "It meant the man had come through the worst part of the Normandy campaign, knew how to hold his breath in foxholes for hours at a time and then sneak out to slit a throat in silence...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Suburban Diaspora | 12/21/1962 | See Source »

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