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Barbara Loden was born antirespectable

I’d come to that point in life—I was forty-eight, that critical age—when I was asking myself, “Is that all there’s going to be? Is this, what I have now, it?” I set out to destroy what I found stifling and replace the predictable with the unpredictable. I courted what would be disruptive. I was mor…

—p.571 Elia Kazan: A Life by Elia Kazan
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the conclusion was predictable

Molly’s work had a fault that is fatal in the theatre, one so deep in her character that it could not be corrected. There was no moment in that evening’s entertainment when it appeared that both sides might be right; only Molly, the author, was right. In the theatre, order, clarity, and goodness ar…

—p.570 by Elia Kazan
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what I did was give in to them all

That meant a good deal to me. I am preparing to write about that time in my life when I was squeezed between conflicting tendencies which tightened around me, pulling and pushing me in opposite directions at the same time. For instance, I wanted to be an independent producer and director of films, …

—p.533 by Elia Kazan
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they will report that conversation to home base

Yes, I believe all directors tend to be a little two-faced, just as I believe all writers are spies. Notice one of those bastards sometime, how they shift gears in the middle of the conversation. You go along talking to one of them, and suddenly they’re not gabbing with you, not spontaneously, not …

—p.531 by Elia Kazan
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redemption for a sinner

My guess is that it’s the theme, that of a man who has sinned and is redeemed. But how can that be? After all, Terry’s act of self-redemption breaks the great childhood taboo: Don’t snitch on your friends. Don’t call for the cop! Our hero is a “rat,” or for intellectuals, an informer. But that didn…

—p.528 by Elia Kazan