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...influences as diverse as René Magritte and Orson Welles, The Road Warrior and The Three Stooges. Videos are often just as frenetic on the screen as on the sound track. Directors scrape and scramble to pack in the imagery, like so many soda jerks trying to push a quart of French vanilla into a pint container. "The problem is compression," says Julian Temple, who has made some 60 videos, including a current dazzler of the Rolling Stones' Undercover of the Night. "You have to layer each shot with a lot of meaning. When you see a video...
...give or take an occasional shouted grotesquerie ("Break their arms off, break their legs off, we love football!"), they finally came to life. Champagne was produced for the hanky-waving ritual, and the flow of Mumm inspired Will Moore, the 6-ft. 6-in. drum major, to pour a quart or two into his size-13 sneaker and drink from it. Other bandies joined...
Normally the purest river in the European part of the Soviet Union, the Dniester became "brinier than the saltiest sea water," in Vasilyev's words. Containing as much as 10 oz. of salt for every quart, the burning brew killed some 2,000 tons of fish, destroyed an unknown quantity of aquatic plant life on which fish thrive, and forced officials to cut off water temporarily to numerous communities that depend on the Dniester, including the major cities of Odessa and Kishinev. To make up for the lost water, officials scurried to drill wells and divert streams and lakes...
...Reich. In Hollywood's version, civilization was dressed in an off-white suit: Victor Laszlo, played by Paul Henreid. Henreid is still alive. So, for that matter, is Ronald Reagan, whom Jack Warner originally wanted for the part of Victor. (All wrong, too American, as wholesome as a quart of milk.) But Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman and Peter Lorre and Sydney Greenstreet and Claude Rains and Conrad Veidt are all dead. The movie they made has achieved a peculiar state of permanence. It has become something more than a classic. It is practically embedded in the collective American...
...curtain goes up; he is only dead drunk. Hudley T. Singleton III, who runs his own public relations firm and is known as Hud, is lying on the floor of his Fairfield County, Conn., kitchen with a two-day stubble of beard and two inches left in a quart of vodka. For reasons that seem stupefyingly apparent, his wife has walked out on him, and he has done what every alcoholic does in a moment of crisis-hit the bottle. But his redemptive godfather is at hand, a most unlikely good Samaritan who rips out the doorknob to make...