Word: ketchup
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Vercel's world has more in common with that of a Thomas Pynchon novel than with the finely-crafted artifice of the classic film noir. Pynchon, however, has wit. Sustaining little of the illusion that is vital in, for example, Scarlet Street, Confidentially Yours makes no bones of having ketchup for blood and a pacemaker for a heart. The movie actually seems to be the director's private joke--he is having his cake, and eating it, too, both at the audience's expense...
When he plays Dirty Harry Callahan, Clint Eastwood acts with his pulsating blood vessels. Two veins run down his high forehead like stray hairs on a Gorgon. His jugular throbs with moral indignation over sadistic criminals, liberal judges and guys who put ketchup on hot dogs. For Sudden Impact-Dirty Harry IV, Clint has grown a new worry line: an asp of a blood vessel that snakes across his left temple. Heaven knows he needs it. San Francisco is overrun with thrill-juiced punks and Mafia goons. No sweat, though: Harry has more artillery than the Cubans ever dreamed...
...black and clad in green fatigues. Loren Jenkins of the Washington Post saw it in a garbage can outside his hotel. "My God," he yelled, "look at that." It turned out to be a prosthesis, apparently planted by a prankish MP, who splattered it with ketchup for dramatic effect. "We hung Goebbels for jokes like that," declared Thompson. He demanded an explanation. An Army public affairs officer told him, with a straight face: "Sir, that's our disarmament policy...
...same time supporting the government in El Salvador. Unfortunately, Weinberger's justification of our Central American policy based on five hundred thankful medical students was stifled by cat calls and chanting. The media did not focus on Weinberger's vacuous response but instead turned their camera on ketchup stained apparitions of death, and screaming Harvard students...
...holes in the ground all day long. "I was listening to my radio," explained one grunt in his bunker at Post One, "until I got tired of the Arab music." His own tape player was broken. "I was going to put me on some Deep Purple, but I got ketchup on the batteries." Each Marine is permitted one can of beer a day. Many of them have read more during their months in Lebanon than ever before...