Word: plasticizers
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...attack came at noon, in the form of three gelignite time bombs wrapped in plastic bags and dropped in litter baskets in downtown Tel Aviv. All three detonated within 20 minutes...
State of Exception. Though they have posed a nuisance problem to police for years, Basque terrorists began striking in earnest only last spring. Since April, they have exploded dozens of plastic bombs, set fire to one mayor's home and financed their movement with the proceeds of five bank robberies. Then in early August, a bearded gunman staked out the home of Meliton Manzanas Gonzales, 58, the tough police chief of Spain's Basque region and an unpopular representative of General Francisco Franco. When Manzanas ar rived home from work, the assailant gunned him down from ambush with...
Ravaging the Retinas. Perhaps the frugging, neon-lit, chromium-plated, plastic, pastel peregrinations of the times demanded a breathless roller-coaster rush of words to re-create the "shockkkkkk" of the real-life experience. But too often, Wolfe, dressed for the role in orange or off-white suits, merely seemed like an action-painter-writer recklessly ravaging the retinas with pastel word-blobs. Was he freaking out at the reader's expense? Was he in fact a social critic using a comic-strip writer's approach or a flack for pop cultists? A high priest of the gadgetry...
...recorded repertory of 3,000 sound effects and a few tricks that go back to radio days. The werewolf calls are authentic lobo cries, but for the squeak of bats in the night, a technician rubs a cork on the side of a bottle. The bats themselves are plastic and wired for flight. Coffins, cakes of dry ice (for eerie ground fog) and quarts of stage blood litter the studio. To spook up the manor with cobwebs, the crew flings chunks of latex into an electric fan, which scatters them authentically over the walls...
...scientist at the controls of a literary time machine. He is George Orwell, Dr. Caligari and Flash Gordon compounded into one 45-year-old writer exploring the inner and outer spaces of the man-against-machine perplex. In his hands the Silly Putty of contemporary aspirations becomes the exploding plastic that symbolizes civilization's future. He seems to be saying with a near-confidential tone that man's attempts to reorganize nature and the world through scientific achievements will bring about a future in which man's inventions play tricks on man himself...