Word: charly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...plot predictably unreels more like a score card than a scenario. Among the standard items is the eager middle-aged nymph (Shelley Winters) who entertains Alfie in a big bath tub. One of the more pathetic entries is the hen-shaped wife of a sick friend-they take char together, and then Alfie makes a grab at the old girl, just to "round off the tea nicely." And then there is the nubile nurse (Shirley Anne Field)-while Alfie is recuperating from overexertion in a TB sanatorium, she comes round every night with "something to put you to sleep...
Oneekatualeeotae. By 1963, Eskimos were running 18 coops, shipping as far south as New York such marketable commodities as frozen char (a delicious fish that tastes like salmon), waterproof sealskin boots, Eskimo handicraft and art. In the Eskimos' own stores, delicacies that they canned themselves-muk-tuk (whale skin), corned and roasted seal meat, sweet-and-sour whale, walrus flippers vinaigrette-now move as briskly as canned ham loaf...
...left were taken by Mike Smith, who, fortunately, hadn't quite made it to the subway when the lights went out. He walked across Manhattan to the Hudson Tube station and along the way shot the candlelit lobby of the Sheraton-Atlantic Hotel and-one of the char acteristic scenes of the evening-a girl in the Tube station making a telephone call by candlelight...
...good roads also have a cost in monotony. The antiseptic highway stretches on and on and on. The green-and-white signs are the same. The little clusters of commerce-at-the-cloverleaf are eminently the same. Even the jargon on the menus of the identical restaurants ("char-broiled steak smothered in mushrooms sauteed in fresh country butter") is the same. Yet, happily enough, as the freeway driver highballs from one similar place to another, leisurely and nostalgic souls who want to sample the color and culture of America's side roads can do so readily...
...perhaps a reason to stay. With Dispatch. Grasping at that hope, thousands of Negroes were flocking to register in the nine counties in Alabama, Louisiana and Mississippi where the Gov ernment has posted federal examiners to implement the voting law. They came last week in battered autos and char tered buses and on foot. They stood in the shimmering heat of midsummer, and they waited. Even when registrars as sured them, "We'll be here past today -we'll be here a long time," they still waited. They had, after all, waited a long while for this moment...