Word: drives
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...over-emphasized clues aside, the movie is a fine, taut thriller. Meyer even finds a good excuse for the mayhem of the obligatory car chase scene--the fact that Wells, in pursuit of Stevenson, must manuever San Francisco's considerable hill without knowing how to drive. In blessed contrast to The Crucifer of Blood, another recent Jack the Ripper film, Meyer keeps the gore to a minimum. In one murder, we see only the flush of his knife, followed by a tear of blood on his face--a masterful bit of understatement...
Later that night, while you lie wrapped in sleeping bags, the state police drive trucks past the campsite again and again. In the backs of the trucks there are dogs, and the dogs howl and howl, and then you know for sure that this really is serious business, and it's hard to sleep...
...that's nothing to be proud of. The people at Chrysler look great even if the balance sheet looks lousy. It all comes down to the marketplace. We have to go head-to-head with every car there, and the key is the 1 million front-wheel-drive cars that we'll have in 1981. They'll have the same interior dimensions, but they'll be shorter, lighter and get 7 m.p.g. more on average than the compacts and subcompacts that they will replace. We will be profitable...
...autumn air in the garden, whispering softly (in case the bushes were bugged). Then, to pass the time, I thought of taking a drive. After ten minutes, restless and wanting to confer more privately with Haig, I asked the driver to stop the car at a place where Haig and I could walk. He pulled over at a spot where the trees lining the road suddenly opened up to reveal a small lake. Picnickers were spreading out their food on checkered tablecloths; couples were lying under the trees. The sky had the mellow blue of the early French autumn...
...Paris General Walters would lead me to an unmarked rented Citroën. Walters would drive us to his apartment building in the Neuilly section of Paris, where he smuggled us by elevator from the underground garage. As far as his housekeeper was concerned, I was a visiting American general named Harold A. Kirschman. We would proceed the next day to a house at 11 Rue Darthe in Choisy-le-Roi on the outskirts of Paris...