Word: manageress
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Considering the kind of crude, exuberant fun that might have been had from such a subject, Cookies, when it isn't forced, is curiously listless. Jean-Pierre Marielle plays the painter well. A few scenes come briefly to life: the manageress of an umbrella shop coyly allowing herself to be seduced; the repressed sister of a Bible salesman peeping at the visiting painter as he undresses for the night; a prostitute, before taking on a customer, matter-of-factly washing his genitals in the sink along with the dishes. But Joel Seria is the kind of literal-minded director...
...switched off, and the only prod to physical activity is a swimming pool-unheated. Compare that with the kind of activity available at the Club Mediterranee's 650-guest "vacation village," 45 miles away at Agadir on the Atlantic. "You name it, we do it," says Manageress Marcelle Fayt. "Sailing, riding, tennis, yoga, judo, camel riding, Scrabble, swimming, sunning, pingpong, desert safaris, deep-sea fishing, drinking, eating, kissing and frugging." All in two weeks, for $240 a person, including round-trip air fare from Paris...
...Angus Wilson's latest novel, the need is dire indeed. Its characters and their predicaments are sharply observed, but there seems no very good reason for observing them. Wilson's heroine is a lower-middle-class Englishwoman named Sylvia Calvert who at 65 retires as a manageress of a seaside hotel and goes with her reprobate husband to live with their widowed son. The son is a braying ass who busies himself with the affairs of his community, one of Britain's scientifically planned New Towns. He has a snobbish daughter and two sons, one a homosexual...
...this saga of Superman on horseback is impeded by a horde of females. First onscreen is dewy-eyed Karen Sharpe, who trembles like a subway grating each time Bob goes roaring past. Next comes imperious Jan Sterling, manageress of a gaggle of dancing girls at the Palace Saloon. Jan has a secret: she is Mitchum's estranged wife, and soon they are exchanging the barbed dialogue that veteran moviegoers recognize as the Hollywood hallmark of true love. Eventually, while his enemies steal up on him from two directions, Mitchum takes that long, long walk down the deserted cow-town...
...amateur spiritualist, packed Erica and the jacket off to a professional medium. Big, bosomy Medium Jane Harley quivered when she touched the possessed garment. Such a treasure was almost too good to be true. She dragged it over her plump arms and promptly went into hysterics. Then the stage manageress, an old trouper herself, had a go at it, and tore the garment off. "I'm choking!" she screamed, and a very convincing scream...