Word: pilots
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...always magnified. Just as the Sunday driver tends to minimize the difficulties of the crowded highway because he himself is at the wheel, in control of his own destiny, the air traveler often exaggerates his peril. He has put the responsibility for his life into the hands of others-pilot, ground controllers, even weathermen-and his unease is understandable. When word of a crash hits the headlines, he inevitably asks himself the question he has asked so many times before: "Is flying really safe...
...have to travel 263 million miles in a plane, but only 41 million miles in a car, before he ran an odds-on chance of being killed. More people die by falling off ladders than by crashing in airliners. Life insurance is no more expensive for today's pilots than it is for bookkeepers; in a year, only one commercial pilot out of 1,000 dies in a plane. And the record is steadily improving; one accident occurred in every 85,000 hours of flight in 1959, but the rate in 1965 was one in every 800,000 hours...
...accelerator and steering apparatus that would warn a driver when he is performing sloppily. Ford is well along with a "wrist steer"-two small wheels at the driver's side that would replace the dangerous steering shaft. Engineers at G.M. are tinkering with "unicontrol," a sort of auto pilot that would pick up directional signals from the road...
...yards of carpeting. Together with wry homilies ("Temperate temperance is best") Holbrook includes a ghost story, a fragment from Huckleberry Finn, and passages of the purest poetry, such as a description of dawn rising on the Mississippi, a fond remembrance of Twain's youth as a riverboat pilot. It is not youth but age that is the touchstone of Holbrook's marvelously timed acting command of the role. He knows that an old man does not collect his thoughts but wool-gathers them, that an old man's legs do not walk but must be lifted, that...
...flushes a few other rare loony birds from the scented foliage of Southern California. All are played with just the right sort of strutty assurance. Mindless beauty is embodied by Pamela Tiffin as the victim's turned-on daughter and by Robert Wagner as a glamour-boy private pilot, both up to their pearly ears in self-parody. Arthur Hill adds knowing touches as the lovesick family lawyer, who hopes to bridge the years between himself and Pamela with the help of isometric exercises. Strikingly cast are Julie Harris as a ginmill songbird hooked on drugs, and Shelley Winters...