Word: psychopathics
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When Gunman Dana Nash was tried in 1962 for killing a Chicago union official, the key witness against him was his nephew, William Triplett, who had helped him commit the murder. Nash knew that a prison psychiatrist had once diagnosed his nephew as "a true psychopath." To impeach Triplett's credibility, Nash asked the trial judge to order a psychiatric examination. The judge refused. After Nash received a sentence of 99 to 150 years, he appealed on the ground, among others, of this alleged error. By definition, he argued, a psychopath is a liar and "unworthy of belief...
...Lawford's bullion and bumbles off in search of the source. Lest the implausibility of it all seem unimportant, all traces of wit, style, imagination, intelligence or any other compensation have been carefully expunged. So too in Doomsday Flight, in which it is revealed that a self-pitying psychopath (Edmond O'Brien) has placed a bomb aboard Captain Van Johnson's airliner. The bomb is set to go off when the plane descends to 4,000 feet; two sniveling hours later, fast-thinking Captain Johnson lands at Denver (altitude 5,470 feet...
...playground behind the apartment where men often sat at night and watched curiously as the nurses came and went. Such a mass murder, contended Dr. Edward Kelleher, head of Chicago's Psychiatric Institute, "must have taken some planning. It was not an impulse thing. He was a sexual psychopath, a deep-down woman hater who was completely gratified by what...
...with-a-thousand-faces. Wearing a bald pate and false nose, he pops his eyes, shrugs, affects a stiff little walk and a careful continental accent that slips unexpectedly into stage British-but the mannerisms never add up to the man Poirot. Anita Ekberg as a bosomy psychopath and Robert Morley as a bungling secret service man offer no noticeable help as they spout reams of witless dialogue set to tuba music. By the time the corpse count reaches the letter D, moviegoers hooked on murder-for-fun will find themselves wishing that the blobby Miss Marple had stayed...
...archfoe is Gabriel (Dirk Bogarde), a faggoty Edwardian fop who flounces around an op-art seaside castle that looks rather like marzipan. Under a lavender parasol, he sips bluish liquids from a huge goblet with a goldfish swimming in its depths, keeps languorous boys and a sadistic lady psychopath on the premises. "I am the villain of the piece, and I have to condemn you to death," he purrs to Modesty. To which she purrs back": "But I am the heroine. Don't I get away...