Word: cote
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...yacht near the Palais des Festivals. But the yacht's ceilings were too low to accommodate his 6-ft. 4-in. frame, even when he stooped, and Hollywood's most statesmanlike hunk endured a week's worth of cricked neck. Such are the sacrifices that art exacts in a Cote d'Azur Disneyland...
...unlikely superstar. Of average height, his long hair a tousled brown arch across his forehead, the man in the tailored, gray pinstriped flannel suit digging into his sole at La Cote Basque could be mistaken for just another of Manhattan's prosperati were it not for one distinctive habit. Sometimes it comes during pauses in conversation, other times in mid-thought. Ever so softly, but frequently and with total absorption, Andrew Lloyd Webber is humming to himself...
...first installment, "Mojave," arched some eyebrows. The second, "La Cote Basque," popped eyes. The author who charmed readers with Breakfast at Tiffany's was now lunching in Sodom, where the specialties included lightly fictionalized stories of lust, greed, envy and homicide. Unfortunately, many of the author's pals, regulars at the restaurant that gave the story its name, recognized themselves. Capote suddenly found himself alone by the telephone; the once coveted party guest and confidant was now treated like a polluter of punch bowls. "What did they expect?" he asked at the time. "I'm a writer...
Prayers could have easily been wrapped into the Reader. But only the chapter titled "Mojave" is included, because Capote decided it did not fit the novel's scheme. Had he lived, he would have probably dropped "La Cote Basque" from Prayers as well. It is an independent contrivance stuck to the end of the book, where it pads about 40 pages onto an already slim offering...
Then, as if cued by Stephen King, the wicked witch showed up in this fairy- tale resort on the Cote d'Azur. The creature arrived in the ursine form of Maurice Pialat, critically the most revered, personally the most reviled, of France's movie auteurs. A few days before, he had shown his new movie, Under the Sun of Satan, a stately adaptation of the Georges Bernanos novel about a self-torturing priest (Gerard Depardieu); its directorial style fell somewhere between rigor and rigor mortis. And now Yves Montand, president of this year's festival jury, was announcing the award...