Word: mum
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Face it, Enid," Dad says to Mum. "He's not normal." They are talking about their crazy 21-year-old son Martin (Hywel Bennett), whose idea of a big time is to masquerade as merely retarded. Martin spots an attractive bird named Susan (Hayley Mills) and hatches a plot that eventually gets Dad done in, Susan-ravaged, and Susan's mom cut up like so much kindling. This exercise in Petit Guignol, called Twisted Nerve, has all the suspense of a marshmallow roast, and struggles to make itself more plausible by adding some genetic gibberish about chromosomal damage...
...visited Cuba unintentionally since the end of 1967-nearly four times the number officially permitted to go there since Castro overthrew Batista in 1959. Knut Hammarskjold, director-general of the International Air Transport Association and a nephew of the late U.N. Secretary-General, visited Havana last week but kept mum about what progress he had made...
Worse for Cambridge, if Richard Nixon wins the election, his faithful barker, Governor Volpe, will probably have, if not a cabinet post, at least enough influence to bend the ear of Bridwell's successor on the matter of the Belt. Though Volpe has remained mum on the Belt for almost two years, it's likely that Cambridge's continuing fight has not further endeared the City to the former highway contractor. The study could be scratched before it began...
...trapped in a glossy, twittering movie that poses as a psychological horror story. Leonora, an over-the-hill prostitute (Elizabeth Taylor), is accosted by Cencion a London bus. The girl invites her home-where Leonora discovers an eerily familiar face in a photograph. Cenci's dead mum was a ringer for the prostitute. And, vice versa, Cenci reminds the prostitute of her daughter, dead lo these seven years. The two settle down symbiotically in Cenci's gloomy, Edwardian mansion. Along comes Cenci's randy stepfather...
They waited for a reply while all sorts of rumors rose in Hartford and Murphy's office staff drooped in depression. Phones jangled. Strangers asked questions. Murphy kept mum. At 2:28 p.m. the call came through: "Humphrey stays in Detroit overnight." Scrap the airport greeting. Organize a daytime rite. At 3 p.m. came another call: "Humphrey arrives in Hartford at 11 a.m." Scrap the housewives. Goodbye, Connecticut General. A fuming Bailey reached Humphrey again and growled: "You're going to stand up 300 women and 2,000 insurance people because you want to sleep one more hour...