Few students know that famed author F. Scott Fitzgerald came to Winter Carnival in 1939 and was so inebriated that he was kicked out of Hanover. What even fewer students know is that the reason he was here in the first place was to do research for a screenplay he and Budd Schulberg ’36 were working on. The movie, titled “Winter Carnival”, was subsequently filmed and released in 1939, though ultimately F. Scott Fitzgerald was not given a credit in the film (rumor has it he become very difficult to work with). It may be for the best that his name wasn’t attached to the film, because the movie is not good. The New York Times wrote that it was one of the worst films of 1939, and time has not been friendly to it either. Earlier this week, I rented the film from the Jones Media Center and selected some of my favorite quotes—or “overheards”—from the movie:
Winter Carnival is almost here. Are you ready for kayaking on snow? Pegging professors with snowballs? Well, some of these freshmen are. Watch as one Dartbeat reporter asks freshmen what they’re looking forward to this Carnival:
Foco has and always will be a Dartmouth dining enigma. Every time I walk out of Foco, I somehow leave more confused than I was walking in: Why is the froyo machine still broken? What exactly is in the vegan pizza? But the strangest of Foco offerings—the Foco “superfoods”—go largely unnoticed by most meal-swiping students (Hey, 19s!). Most believe that these superfoods, located right above the salad dressings, have amazing nutritional benefits. But how do they taste? This week, Dartbeat took to the test to find out:
On the morning of Super Bowl 50, knowing I would soon be feasting my eyes on and stuffing my face with everything that makes this country great, I made my way to White River Junction for something a little different. My destination: Tuckerbox Café, a Middle-Eastern restaurant/coffee shop hybrid.
I would like to start first by calling attention to downtown White River Junction. Most of you will hear “downtown” and “White River Junction” in the same sentence and respond with a mocking sneer to convey your disbelief. First of all: rude. Second of all: downtown White River Junction exists. I have made the trip there these last two weekends, and there is just something peaceful about crossing the sluggish, wintry Connecticut on a rustic bridge and landing in a sleepy village with old-fashioned streetlights and red-brick storefronts. It offers a brief respite from my colossal workload and a variety of other stressors that threaten to crush me on a daily basis. In a word, downtown White River Junction is serene. Continue reading
Despite the fact that there is no snow and that temperatures last week seemed more like late April than early February, Winter Carnival is upon us. And yes, while it is nice being able to walk outside without having the air hurt your face, you’re probably still concerned about Winter Carnival and how it’s even going to be a thing in this ridiculous weather. Luckily, you have Google for that:
Dartbeat asks a group of musically inclined students to recommend their favorite song picks of the week. We then share a few of those tracks. Enjoy! Continue reading