Word: beaching
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...then stabbed himself. Last week the jury found MacDonald guilty of second-degree murder in the slayings of Colette and Kimberly, and of first-degree murder in the killing of Kristen. Judge Franklin T. DuPree Jr. sentenced Mac-Donald, now 35 and an emergency-room surgeon in Long Beach, Calif, to life imprisonment...
Samtur insists that she never buys something she will not use just to get a coupon or a rebate. Says she: "That would defeat the whole purpose of the system, which is to save money." She takes pride in the fact that when her son goes to the beach, he is outfitted with slippers, beach bag, towel and hat, all free from the makers of Glad bags, a T shirt from Campbell Soup, a Raggedy Andy toy from Crest and a wagon from Viva paper towels. Only his bathing suit was paid for, and it, of course, was on sale...
...scene might have been an outtake from Creature from the Black Lagoon: a lone figure stumbles from the water covered in yellow guck and with a swollen eye. Except that there were hundreds of spectators on the beach, and they cheered when Diana Nyad came ashore last week in Jupiter, Fla., the first person ever to swim from the Bahamas to the U.S. "I feel like the F train in New York just ran over me, but emotionally I'm exhilarated," exulted Nyad between sips of champagne and whiffs of oxygen. The marathoner attempted the feat three weeks...
Keaton's decline was ghoulishly documented by the industry that caused it. He appeared as increasingly deteriorating versions of himself in Hollywood Cavalcade (1939), Sunset Boulevard (1950) and Beach Blanket Bingo (1965). He turned his anger inward and drank himself to distraction. Yet he also lived long enough to become the somewhat puzzled darling of academics and film historians. Samuel Beckett sought him out and wrote a screenplay, Film (1964), in which Keaton starred. When the two met for the first time, they discovered that they had almost nothing to talk about...
...obsessions - fashion, high romance, lowlife - all meet and rebound off one another until they form dead ends. Flamingo Road is the street where love is lost and where dreams die. It is probably off somewhere on the far side of Swaheto. You will never find it in Miami Beach. - Jay Cocks