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...ones, like the first Captain Marvel Adventures, retail for $800 and up. The Science Fiction Shop, 56 Eighth Ave., is a space capsule in the guise of a library; its posters, Little Nemo postcards and Arthur Clarke first editions provide July's most dazzling sci-fireworks. Readers with kinkier inclinations can find New York's only semirespectable X-rated bookshop at 251 W. 42nd St. G&A Books has the kind that used to be banned in Boston. Given today's moral alterations, its clientele is now a band that could be booked there...
Then we read what we had, chucklin and chortlin, real self-satisfied. But that last line had to be rushed through, rhythm avoided, kinkier overtones slithered by--just like Jimmy Carter whips through his "Hi I'm the Nuclear Peanut!" to avoid giving rise to the opaque amoebas crawling around in the basement of his soul. In a sort of funeral home official's Gee-I'm-sorry-but-what-range-casket-do-y'all-want voice, Tim said, "Just wait til we get some music--a little pedal steel is all that line needs." I said, "Music, Right...
...diabolic. It is as if by loosening a floorboard one could look down at flames. No author could demand a more empathetic director than Douglas Hickox, who understands the Ortonic core: the road to hell is paved with good inventions. The whole cast performs with ease; the kinkier the farce, the straighter their faces. Their achievement is that most difficult feat: a funny murder made murderously funny...
...Even kinkier is Brasselle's claim that Hollywood Producers Otto Preminger and Joe Levine are fighting over the screen rights to this book. If they have any taste, Preminger wants Levine to do it, and vice versa...
...Good Man." High on the Allies' blacklist stood the name of notorious Wuppertal Police Chief Paul Kinkier, founding member of the Nazi Party. When U.S. soldiers caught up with him last week in an attic hideout at Nissmitz, he chose to die by taking poison in the best Wagnerian manner-but in a hurry and in a nightshirt. Cried his grief-stricken wife over his body: "My husband was a good man. I just couldn't control him." Then she admitted that her good man had shot twelve people...