Word: guns
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Prisoners screamed for Lovett to unlock the cage. The same key used to open the gun cabinet was the one needed to unlock the padlock at the barracks, and Lovett did not have it. While he watched, helpless, flames rolled across the ceiling, turning metal fixtures red hot. Some prisoners rushed to the showers to escape the heat-only to die from asphyxiation. Some huddled in corners, while others lay flat on the floor. Two or three minutes after the fire started, the other guard returned on the run and tossed the key to Lovett. By then Lovett...
...Americans brushed into a small knot of the Communist forces, they pursued their quarry up a muddy hillside in the jungle near Dak To, seven miles from where the frontiers of Cambodia, Laos and South Viet Nam meet. The U.S. troops were led right into a torrent of machine-gun fire from 30 sandbagged bunkers atop the slope. By the time the shooting ended, 25 Americans had been killed and 35 wounded. Other Americans took the hill unopposed the next day, found nine Communist dead...
...police fired tear gas and wooden slugs to chase them away. Then a light machine gun suddenly stuttered from across the Red Chinese border. In the hail of bullets, five Hong Kong police died and twelve were wounded. The British quickly rushed a battalion of Gurkha troops to the scene. The Reds at first sniped at the Gurkha, then held their fire when the Gurkha refused to fire back. An uneasy calm descended on the area, but it was the first time since the Communists came to power in China 18 years ago that British and Chinese troops faced each...
...inevitable showdown, the two men make a lot of threatening sounds but never get around to any blood sport. Two hotheads, they reason, are better than one, and together they ride out to gun down a gang of Mexican bank robbers and split the reward. As Van Cleef and Eastwood close in for the kill, bodies begin to pile up like cordwood, and enough lead is exchanged to re-equip the Egyptian army. Long before the end, the violence becomes a bit like a Grand Guignol show-raucous, incessant and absurd...
...grown-up is to go to a war movie and see if you jump under the seat. Clutching Bosley Crowther's condemnation to my polka-dotted dress. I rushed right over to The Dirty Dozen. I wanted to see if I could watch every last machine-gun fire, every last sock in the eye. Age doesn't make you callous, just confused about what's Right and Wrong. So when relief--a play or a novel or a movie with straight black and white characters--comes, you run to it. And since Mr. Crowther took such a tut-tut attitude...