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...something of a latterday Robin Hood, robbing only banks that were foreclosing on poor farmers and eventually turning into a kind of folk hero. But Faye Dunaway's Sunday-social prettiness is at variance with any known information about Bonnie Parker. The other gang members struggle to little avail against a script that gives their characters no discernible shape...
...stimulated to produce more melanin-and a suntan. The black races (Negro, Bushman-Hottentot and Australoid), with a more abundant supply of melanin, are in effect, perpetually tanned. Members of the white race are transparent-skinned in winter, when they must make the most of the limited ultraviolet avail able to synthesize vitamin D, but they take a tan in summer, when they might suffer from an excess. There are other bits of confirmatory evidence: the only relatively dark-skinned people in high latitudes are the Eskimos, who get all the vitamin D they need from fish-liver oils. Until...
...dressssed, ve are goink for a drive," is German for sinister. Director Sidney Furie confuses tension and pretension, hokes up the story with odd-angle camera shots-of a man bicycling alone across a huge airstrip, a confrontation with the enemy in an echoing, empty marble mansion. To no avail. As in many another amateurish spy film, Sinatra and company have forgotten to look for the enemy within-a soggy scenario that gummed up the caper from the start...
Anouilh's Antigone is one of the most profound discussions of this crucial matter ever penned. I urge you to avail yourself of this transcendent play in its current transcendent production
...ceremony was to be the christening of the good ship Festival Queen, a commercial sightseeing barge borrowed for the day. On hand to do the honors was Nancy Davison, 24, a somewhat younger, prettier festival queen. She swung the champagne. Bonk! Nothing happened. Thrice more she smote to no avail until the kindly Mayor said, "Give me that please." Whereupon he swung from the toenails, lost his grip, and hurled the champagne into the Hudson River. "Forget it," sighed Lindsay. "At least I hit the ship," said Nancy...