Jack Gould
Jack Gould (February 5, 1914, New York, New York – May 24, 1993, Berkeley, California) was an American journalist and critic, who wrote influential commentary about television.
Born in New York City, Gould became the chief television reporter and critic for The New York Times in 1948 after several years covering theater and radio for that paper. His columns and reviews (along with those of rival John Crosby of the New York Herald Tribune) were widely read by decision makers in the fledgling medium of television, and Gould had many professional and personal relationships/acquaintances with prominent industry figures such as Edward R. Murrow and Fred Friendly.
Gould did not hold back harsh criticism, even when The New York Times itself produced its own public affairs program in 1963. Gould was heavily critical, yet optimistic, on the potential power of the television medium as a force for social good.
Gould retired from the Times in 1972.
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Gould, Jack Filmography
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2013, role: actor , character name: Dr. Cane
Gould, Jack Filmography
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2003, role: actor , character name: Chaplain
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2001, role: actor
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1992, role: actor , character name: Sheriff
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1991, role: actor , character name: Judge Freeman
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1990, role: actor , character name: Parishioner #1
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1988, role: actor , character name: Priest
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1986, role: actor
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1986, role: actor , character name: Conductor
Famous quotes by Jack Gould:
JACK THE LAD
Ooooooh oooooh
Lawrence in the desert, how was he to know
Under so much pressure from the men back home?
Play with fire, you must be mad
Are you only Jack the Lad?
Play with guns, you must be bad
Or hiding something, Jack!
Telling lies in public, breaking codes at home
Underneath the blankets, for another roam
Tell this lies, you must be mad
Are you only Jack the Lad?
To feast with panthers every night
You must be careful, Jack!
Don't let them try to restrain you
This is your only religion
Don't let them try to detain you
You're not the only fool
We all fall, even Jack the Lad
We all fall, even Jack the Lad
We'll fall
Filthy in the desert
looking for a phone
Waiting on the pavement
for a call from home
Play with fire, you must be mad
Are you only Jack the Lad?
Turn your back on friends you had
They must have heard you, Jack!
Don't let them try to restrain you
This is your only religion
Don't let them try to detain you
You're not the only fool
We all fall, even Jack the Lad
We all fall, even Jack the Lad
Don't let them try to restrain you
This is your only religion
Don't let them try to detain you
You're not the only fool
We all fall, even Jack the Lad
We all fall, even Jack the Lad