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Death of a Gunfighter might have been as good as its actors. As bone-weary Marshal Frank Patch, Richard Widmark is as legitimate and leathery as a saddle. His mistress (Lena Horne) cannot make a move or a speech that is not correct or elegant; her appearance in this symbol-minded film sadly recalls a 13-year absence from Hollywood. Like the High Lama in Lost Horizon, Widmark and Horne seem at once endlessly old and miraculously preserved, as if they were waiting for a revelation. Death of a Gunfighter is not it. In a town settling into the 20th...
...Where that big fat lazy bastard at?" Booker-T demanded suddenly. "He still inside? Fats! Get out here, man!" Just then, Fats Houston, a tremendous man of maybe 300 pounds, waddled through the door of Buster's in his elaborate Grand Marshal's uniform and blew a burst on his silver whistle...
...apparatus: the Eurodollar market. That market is a curious byproduct of two decades of U.S. balance of payments deficits. Eurodollars are nothing more than U.S. dollars on deposit in private banks abroad. The pool was organized in the late 1950s by London bankers who sensed that if they could marshal the billions of dollars already overseas, they could lend them out at a substantial profit. Business has been brisk ever since...
...Cobb, Raymond Massev, Eduardo Ciannelli, Burgess Meredith, Edward G. Robinson, Keenan Wynn. Together they pick the hambone clean in a search for the usual lost gold cache -before they get wiped out in the customary massacre. Left over are a Mexican villain (Omar Sharif), leathery Marshal Mackenna (Gregory Peck), one surly, burly Apache and two obligatory ladies. The blonde (Camilla Sparv), supposedly Arizona-born and bred, speaks with a heavy Swedish accent. The Indian maiden (Julie Newmar) is a red-skinned Stupefyin' Jones, left over from the musical Li'I Abner. In the movie's sole...
...became permanently over-adrenalized. In addition to a brace of hog-legs, anxious brawlers carried as many as four "stingy guns" concealed in their clothing. Even the great Wyatt Earp grew so tense, one story goes, that his bowels refused to move properly for a year while he was Marshal of Tombstone. At the climax of one showdown, Wild Bill Hickok, the iciest killer of them all, got so rattled that he shot to death a deputy who was rushing to his rescue...