Word: tells
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...first-rate detective story. Maureen O'Hara, Laughton's much-heralded colleen, is not, however, the sensation that one might expect. While she is admirable as a wide-eyed adventuress, it is hard to imagine her as a big-time all-around actress,--but then, you never can tell...
When I heard the band in New York, I was exceedingly impressed with the dancibility of the band, and their swing septet that really plays swing. In other words, they don't work out very flossy arrangements and then tell everybody that they made them up on the second. It's strictly ab lib, and soft, and very good...
Whether their interpretation is accurate or not, no one can really tell, but anyone who has seen the play can readily tell that they have brought a vivid personality to life. Mystic, tragic, almost pathetic, their Lincoln is haunted by a trauma of youth, heckled by a shrewish wife, driven into the White House almost against his will, yet ostensibly he is just a backwoods politician with canny horse-sense and a flair for fence-sitting. None of the rampant idealism usually attributed to Lincoln colors the Sherwood-Massey characterization, and for that reason the play might be considered derogatory...
Latest writer to tell the old, old story is Sholem Asch, sad-eyed Polish-Jewish novelist (Three Cities), now in the U. S. Published this week is his long (698 pages) The Nazarene, November Book-of-the-Month.* As full of Hebraic fervor, and often as mournful, as a synagogue chant-it was written in Yiddish-The Nazarene brings ancient Palestine to life, offers the most extraordinary evocation of Jesus since Renan's. Yet Author Asch's viewpoint is so objective it should not offend Christian sensibilities...
...persistent exhibition-goer was a little old gentleman with a beard, a beady eye and baggy trousers. Standing before a painting, preferably a high-priced one, he would mutter. "Pffft! Such crude pigments! My, such a stencil technique-brr-let me get away!" He stopped other gallery-goers to tell them he was the world's greatest artist, passed out handbills describing himself as "Mesmerist-Prophet and Mystic, Humorist Galore, Ex All Round Athletic Sportsman (to 1889), Scientist supreme: all ologies, Ex Fancy amateur Dancer. . . ." He wrote crank letters to the newspapers. His letterhead: "Mahatma Dr. Louis M. Eilshemius...