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MYTHS by Alexander Eliot. 320 pages. McGraw-Hill. $39.95. This dizzying book hurls the reader around the world and across the centuries in pursuit of the common roots of mankind's myths. Here is Himbui the Hummingbird, the fire bringer of Peru's Jivaro Indians, cheek by jowl with Prometheus. Here is Polynesian Forest God Tanemahuta forcibly separating Father Sky from Mother Earth. Visions of heavens and hells are shared by Aztec and Hindu, Algonquin and Buddhist. This sweeping survey of human imagination is buttressed by 1,300 illustrations, excellent maps, and essays by Scholars Joseph Campbell...
...smarting from the first electoral defeat of his career. While waiting for his guest at the south portico of the White House, Ford stood unsmiling and he did not indulge in his customary banter with the press. But Carter eased the tension by kissing Betty Ford warmly on the cheek. Seated on apricot damask wing chairs in front of the fireplace for an hour, the two men discussed the nation's problems, including the possibility of Carter's meeting with world leaders shortly after his Inauguration. Carter felt that a summit meeting on economic affairs would be useful...
...looks at times like Faye Dunaway in brunette, has just the right kind of childish yet suggestive face to do this descent justice. Behind her babushkas and grey wool dresses we sense a merciless passion just ready to burst out. Explode it soon does, and smothers a cheeky, high-cheek boned arriviste named Lukasz Niepolomski. A Rudolph Nureyev double, he drools over her, duels over her and introduces her to a new brand of ballet...
...this air of Adele H.-like romantic seriousness lies this film's tongue-in-cheek genius. How does one squeeze into two hours, Borowczyk must have wondered, a novel (Stefan Zeromski's Dzieje Grzechu) that puts its heroine through so many wringers of wantonness? "Aha," the inspiration must have struck him, "play it like a real, noble love-story; make it feel like Dr. Zhivago." As the rousing Mendelsohn theme strikes up for the umpteenth time, we hardly register that Ewa has just consented to help her pimp assassinate the now rich Niepolomski. So what if she has to throw...
...whoreson round man, is not a character who requires fleshing-out. Prince Hal's drinking chum can hardly be made rounder or thirstier. Nor does he present a puzzle: his belly is his biography. Nevertheless, Robert Nye, a British poet who lives in Scotland, has had the colossal cheek to come forward with this swollen, rumbustical bladder of a book, supposedly Falstaffs bragging last confessions...