Word: madly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...dead father's business and installs Daughter-in-Law Sara as mistress of the Harford mansion. Simon, an erstwhile poet turned gimlet-eyed merchant, agrees-if he can absorb the entire firm and expunge his father's name. Deeper shades of Oedipus. In the end, mother goes mad; Simon and Sara's doom seems to await another play. The collegiate aphorist in O'Neill has sententiously announced: "Success is its own failure...
Point Blank is one of those forgettable movies in which only the settings change-the violence remains the same. The first setting is deserted Alcatraz, where Lee Marvin lies in a cell, badly wounded and flashbacking like mad. Lee, his wife (Sharon Acker) and a friend have just hijacked a helicopter load of cash that some criminal syndicate had tried to deliver, for obscure reasons, to the abandoned prison. Friend and wife, however, have cut Lee out of the deal by pumping him full of lead -but not enough lead, apparently, to interfere with his swimming to the mainland...
...surprisingly, Kroyer's creations have since run a mad scientist's gamut. Synopal originally sprang from a Danish asphaltmaker's plea for something to give blacktop paving the high night visibility and skid-resistance of rival concrete. Kroyer promptly invented a white, synthetic, quartz-like crushed "stone"-actually a form of crystallized glass-to do the job. Seeing other possibilities, he has sold the stone as brewery and municipal water filters, made it into bricks to build 50 gleaming white villas around Denmark, in hopes of promoting them as a status symbol...
Travelers at New York's Kennedy International Airport were hopping mad last week - hopping out of cars, hopping over fences, even taking gates off hinges in their frenzy to escape the colossal traffic jams. One motorist needed 45 minutes to drive the two miles from the airport's entrance to the Eastern Air Lines terminal. Another left Greenwich, Conn., early enough to reach Kennedy a full hour before his scheduled 8:30 p.m. Swissair departure, only to find himself at the end of an endless, motionless line of autos when he got to the field. Both missed their...
With former Book Week Editor Theo dore Solotaroff at the editorial helm, it is trying to steer a sprightly yet sober course-between being a vessel of the mad moment and a steady bearer of lasting literature. If it sometimes flounders in confusion, N.A.R., Number 1 is a more than welcome sight on current publishing waters, which are elsewhere choked with literary junks...