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...combines of Jessie Small's command look like green and yellow robots roaming through the wheat. When they start rolling down the length of a 60-acre section, it seems as if they will just keep right on going. Never stopping. Never turning aside. A 24-ft.-wide reel spins languidly in front of each combine, like a big lawnmower in slow motion, nudging the pale stalks of wheat gently into the path of unseen cutting blades...
...Peacock screamed. Donn Mann, 48, an experienced sport fisherman, ran to the fighting chair, strapping his canvas harness to the fiber-glass rod. Some swordfish like to tease the bait. Not this one. He had hit with the wallop of a freight train. Mann released the ratchet on the reel to let the fish run. Then, without warning, the line slackened. The broadbill was streaking to the surface. He rose out of the water and fell back with a splash we could hear but not see. The glow of the Cyalume marked him 100 yds. to starboard. We could detect...
...member U.S. delegation trooped into Havana for singing, dancing, stadium pageantry, rap sessions and some frolicking on Cuba's beaches, they faced an additional event: the Youth Accuses Imperialism International Tribunal. A panel of eight "judges," headed by Uruguayan Physician Hugo Villar, heard scores of witnesses reel off accusations-some old, some true, many distorted or false-against the CIA. One star witness was Philip Agee, a former CIA agent now turned professional anti-agency muckraker. Other witnesses related details of a 1962 CIA poisoning scheme (during a time, admittedly, when the agency was indeed plotting to assassinate Castro...
...there are some masterly touches, as in a ballroom scene in Act 1 in which Bothwell (sung by Barry Busse) and his soldiers watch awkwardly as Mary (Ashley Putnam) and her courtiers dance stately pavanes. Infuriated by the perfumed elegance, Bothwell strides forward and belts forth a rough Scottish reel. The roistering tune and sinister tremolo accompaniment overwhelm the lutelike Renaissance melody of the dance-and the musical battle foreshadows real ones to come...
...Manhattan whose walls are covered with posters of Broadway flops. If a show has had a run, forget it; it won't even be allowed over the grease trap. Jill Clayburgh has the same perverse delight in failure, and, without once batting her intense blue eyes, she will reel off a list of her own disasters long enough to paper the Taj Mahal. There was the time she played Desdemona in Los Angeles and audiences almost cheered when Othello smothered her. Then there was the opening night of Tom Stoppard's Jumpers in Washington, D.C.: she opened...