Word: andes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...tundras of Ackerman's Land on the equally fictitious Borloff Straits. The species Tirillus vulgaris resembles bread sticks; but a variety, T. mimeticus, assumes the shape and color of its surroundings and thus is permanently invisible. Even more unusual is T. silvador, which grows in the high Andes and emits shrill whistles on clear January and February nights, possibly to warn away llamas that might otherwise tread...
...OPENING sequence in Aguirre: Wrath of God is perhaps one of the most beautiful scenes in modern film. The Andes, spectacular in their lush greenery, rise steeply into the mist; gradually, the camera moves in through the clouds to focus on a long line of men winding slowly, silently, down a mountain pass. It is 1560, we are told, and these travellers are Spanish conquistadors coming in search of the fabled El Dorado...
...flight from Chile, through the harsh Southern Andes into Argentina and eventually over to Paris, left an impression on him perhaps as great as the events of a decade before. It was this journey, among mountain peasants who had never heard the name or the poetry of Pablo Neruda, that he recounts in his Nobel Lecture and repeats in the Memoirs. The trip across the Andes contained a simple lesson for Neruda: the poet must identify with mankind because "there is no such thing as a lone struggle...
...Story of the Andes Survivors, Read inherited his Dostoyevskian themes as a gift. A remote plane crash, the compel ling temptation to cannibalism, all this extremity allowed him to make the most of his favorite question: How can a man manage to survive without being damned? Beside this bestselling documentary. Read's novels so far have seemed all too contrived. But there is courage along with foolhardiness here, seriousness as well as pretension. Over extended though he is, Read writes for the most part with grace and economy...
...invade the haunts of the iceberg with their inquisitive and unsparing eyes-some have gone to the far West, where Nature plays with the illimitable and grand-some have become tropically mad, and are pursuing a sketch up and down the Cordilleras, through Central America and down the Andes. If such is the spirit and persistency of American art, we may well promise ourselves good things for the future...