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Actress Jacqueline Bisset was not eager to belt a 68-year-old grandmother in the face, but the old woman was not one bit impressed by her deferential pat on the cheek. "You'll have to hit me harder than that, dear, if the scene's going to work." So Helen Hayes took a good smash from Miss Bisset-and the scene worked. Back in Hollywood, after a 13-year absence, for the filming of Arthur Hailey's bestseller Airport, the great lady of the stage still scorns a standin. In her role as chronic stowaway...
...other people's blood. A colleague is shotgunned down, a witness ice-picked, a blonde garroted. These are only his minor problems. A self-aggrandizing official (Robert Vaughn) wants Bullitt "castrated" because he fails to obey orders the way his cowardly superiors do. Bullitt's girl (Jacqueline Bisset) says that he's "living in a sewer" and finds him so cool in the presence of death that it makes her frigid...
...financier's wife is played by a sleek, sweet dream from England named Jacqueline Bisset. Her screen debut in the part originally scheduled for Mia Farrow-before she walked out on the movie and on Sinatra-is one of The Detective's redeeming features. Otherwise, this police epic peters out in aimless diffusion and in some of the most absurd juxtapositions of Manhattan and California location shots ever seen...
There was no such next time, and young Bisset graduated from sail to steam, eventually (1944) became the gold-encrusted commodore of the Cunard-White Star Line and successively master of the world's greatest sea queens, Mary and Elizabeth. Now 75 and living in well-fed Australian retirement, Sir James Gordon Partridge Bisset sits in the lee of the longboat and spins a salty yarn of life in an oldtime square-rigger. On his first voyage, Bisset was seasick. The mate gave him an old-fashioned cure: a pannikin of sea water poured down his protesting gullet. Though...
...Bisset had six years in sail, scrambling out on the swaying yards to clew up a topgallant sail, growing calluses on his knees from holystoning the wooden decks with "Bibles" (big stones) and "prayer books" (little ones). Though experiences in a square-rigger would seem to be of small use to the master of a modern liner, Bisset insists there is no better training. Any man in sail had to learn to make right decisions instantly, he argues. That Jimmy Bisset learned his lesson well is shown by his accident-free later service. On the Queen Mary he carried...