Word: perfectable
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Slippery." Handsome, hazel-eyed Jimmy Clark is the perfect pro driver. At 5 ft. 7¾ in. and 150 Ibs., he is even the perfect size: small enough to squeeze into the 2-ft.-wide cockpit of a 1,000-lb. Formula I car, big enough to see over its bonnet. He has the hands and arms of a jockey; his eyesight is phenomenal. His reflexes are so fast that he could probably pluck a fly out of midair. Clark's business adviser, John Stephenson, remembers a midwinter ride in a sedan with Jim two years ago. "The road...
...Elke Sommer essays a predictable Treatise on Eugenics about a free-thinking Swedish miss who tours Rome seeking a perfect specimen of Latin manhood to sire an illegitimate child. In the end, of course, Elke must choose between her theories and the prospect of breeding urchins with her hired chauffeur, a sturdy but steady Neanderthal...
...south, near the almost alarmingly pretty village of Carmel, the tennis buff can find a kind of nirvana. It is Gardiner's Tennis Ranch, founded in 1958 by the Del Monte Lodge's former tennis pro when the notion struck him that "if nothing else interferes, you can really perfect your tennis game." Based in a California ranch house set in a stand of oak and eucalyptus trees that provided a windbreak, his tiny but flourishing operation has accommodations for 22 people, includes two swimming pools, seven
...tilt, and two deluxe cottages, appropriately called Wimbledon and Forest Hills. The Tennis Ranch is operated as a private club, and among its members are such notables as Procter & Gamble President Howard Morgens and Alaska Steamship Co. President David Edward Skinner. Five-day clinics for couples who want to perfect their mixed doubles game are held eight months a year, and the couples are expected to play tennis five hours a day. "We compensate by giving them breakfast in bed, a sauna bath and a massage," Proprietor John Gardiner says...
Stamp plays Clegg more as a psychotic Adonis. The winsome boyish airs that made him a perfect choice for the movie version of Billy Budd (1962) are a crucial drawback when he has to reason maniacally: "There'd be a bloomin' lot more of this if enough people had the time and money." His fixed stare and halting accents never quite cancel out the suspicion that he is just the sort of menace a comely bird might yearn to be imprisoned by-a vaguely Heathcliffian introvert reviving a Brontë romance in modern dress. Thus Actress Eggar dominates...