Word: maniacs
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...maybe it never happened that way. There is more myth than fact to Alexander. Perhaps he was in reality a flocculating maniac (with such a mother, why not?), barely containable to his men, the bane of Hephaestion's existence, Aristotle's worst pupil, and so forth. Who will ever know? There is a sentence on the final wall of the exhibition: "The search continues . . ." It provides the exhibition's one hokey moment, and it is also misleading, suggesting as it does that a continuing search for Alexander will yield something. The tomb may be unearthed eventually...
...never been away. He spent the last years of the '60s making a trio of police dramas (Tony Rome, The Detective, Lady in Cement), and here he is, at 64, back in the N.Y.P.D. to solve one last crime before retirement. A whitecollar, black-leather maniac named Blank (David Dukes) is on the loose in Manhattan with an ice ax and too much spare time. Because the murders have been committed in different parts of town, the harried police captain offers Sergeant Edward X. Delaney (Sinatra) no help in cracking the case. The old campaigner must catch the slick...
...drill-field discipline, Bryant is not John Wayne with a whistle, a link to vague frontier tenets presumed lost. The most closely scrutinized coach in America, he could not get away with being a bagman for postadolescent jocks even if he tried. Nor is he a helmet-bashing maniac who views Saturday afternoons in the stadium as the moral equivalent of Dday. He is, at times, treated a bit too royally by those who vest football with more importance than it deserves. But he is also scorned too savagely by those who do not understand that the game...
...scalpel had tubing glued to its underside... As the maniac moved it through the actress' hair, I was off-camera pumping the blood, which was actually coming out of the scalpel. Then we cut the camera and I spent about 20 minutes rigging her forehead with mortician's wax. The scalpel was dull enough so as not to actually cut her, but was sharp enough to cut through the wax and give the illusion of slicing her flesh. Again the blood came out of the scalpel and shot into the groove being created. We cut the camera once more...
...latex scalp, onto which I ventilated the hair. I had tubing going into the false scalp, and set it down on her head. That way she had her own hairline back but was bald beneath it. We began the shot with the scalpel leaving her forehead, and the maniac grabbed her hair, pulled it back and ripped it right off. Again I was off-camera pumping the blood through the tubes connected to the scalp, so it continued to bleed as it left her head...