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...Mountaintop retreats? Van Haefton has 20 of them. Also an Indian burial ground in California, a 1,400-acre canyon in Mexico, an obsolete ICBM base in New York State. As for whole islands, Rare Earth lists 400 for sale, including, Van Haefton says, "one in Nova Scotia for $16,000 and another in the British Virgins for $8 million...
...murky depths of the Scotia Coal Company's No. 1 Black Mountain Mine, 108 men were at work one morning last week. Suddenly, four miles from the tunnel's entrance, a violent methane-gas explosion ripped through a passageway, shaking the pine-studded mountains of Oven Fork in southeastern Kentucky. Nine men died instantly. Six others survived the blast for a time with their portable air units. But apparently thinking their way out was blocked, the six shielded themselves from fumes with pieces of canvas and awaited rescuers; they were found dead of suffocation...
...future of the UMWA is very much up in the air. Coal prices have doubled and tripled in the past few years, but the union seems largely unable to translate those gains into tangible benefits for its members. Just last week, in District 19 and Harlan County, Kentucky, the Scotia Coal Company's Black Mountain mine exploded, killing 15 men. James Sturgill, one of those who was killed, once said, "If you thought about the dangers, it would drive you out of your mind. I don't think about it. You've got to die some time...
...love-object is simply a given, the story's sine qua non. Once you accept it, the rest of the film follows. And, indeed, the choice has been made before the flim begins--it opens with Adele leaving her home to follow Pinson across the Atlantic to Halifax, (Nova Scotia) already aware of the hopelessness of her love. Truffaut doesn't delve into the really interesting question--the origin of Adele's love--but he doesn't have to. His story is true...
...friends tell it, Frank is making $25,000 a year as the New York Post's first-string film critic. Each morning he eats a light breakfast of warmed-over quiche and Nova Scotia salmon on his wrought-iron balcony overlooking Central Park, and then takes a cab six blocks to a screening session, where he rubs elbows with New York's brightest and best. He hurries home late in the afternoon and makes love to his beautiful, glamorous girlfriend. She asks him to marry her, and he refuses. Eventually he gets down to work--he climbs...