Word: exactingly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Marry Me suffers from almost the exact opposite problem. The action is simple and complete, but with no one to hold it together. Its hero's plight is neither real enough to attract our sympathies, nor is his method of dealing with it courageous enough to merit our admiration. As a novel, Marry Me fails; but with some paring, it's a property Lee Strasberg might be interested...
...Associated Press poll of 1,071 voters awarded the debate to Carter by 38.2% to 34.6%. A Burns Roper spot check of 300 people put Carter ahead by 40% to 30%-almost the exact reverse of a Roper poll after the first debate. Interviews by TIME correspondents indicated that the second debate, like the first, switched few votes-at least for now-though it did help to firm up some support for each candidate...
Stand in Dunster courtyard some weekday night at about five in the morning. It's a spiritual experience. You can almost feel the exact moment when the night changes gears and the morning is ushered in, the early morning mist seems to be magically suspended a foot off the ground, the rowdies, the late-night wonks, the perennial socialites have surrendered to fatigue and gone to bed. Listen and look closer. Strains of a cut from Jethro Tull's "Aqualung" hit you. Follow them to their source, where, on the fourth floor of "C" entry loom two shadows illuminated...
...doing The Missouri Breaks Marlon Brando, as bonkers bounty-hunter Robert E. Lee Clayton, finally got paid ($1.5 million, to be exact) to thumb his nose at the world and, like some aging belligerent artiste at a cocktail party, to eventually become a public bore. Not that the script--running from saccharin to soporific to just plain stupid--gives the hefty Brando any leg up. Not does the film's only female presence, a cattle baron's educated, sensitive, bored and basically horny daughter who sums up her view of the prairie with a quote from Samue Johnson: "A blade...
Gauging Smith's exact feelings has always been a difficult task. Passionately private, he has been described as an "extraordinary ordinary man." On several occasions during his long tug of war with London over its demands for representative democracy in Rhodesia he left British officials with the impression that he would give in, only to refuse later on. Former British Prime Minister Harold Wilson once called him the "most slippery political customer I've ever negotiated with." Says another of Smith's acquaintances: "Stubbornness has been that man's strong suit ever since...