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...Marie, MacLaine and her lover (Alan Arkin) scrawl "merde" on the walls of a flophouse hotel, dress up as bride and groom, and prepare to end their hopeless affair in a double suicide. She suggests pills, but Arkin refuses to play her end game. "I never took a pill in my life," he declares. "I always use suppositories." When she balks at death by suppository, he produces a pistol. She objects, they argue, and in tears she excuses herself to go to the w.c. Suddenly disillusioned with death-and with Marie-Arkin prepares to run for his life...
...more prevalent in the 1960's, so did it also with youth--only more so. Each time the movement of youth was in a direction in which the nation, or some influential part of it, was going. Youth was America writ large--written large and often in a hasty scrawl. To understand youth, it is necessary to understand the nation. To understand the nation, it is helpful to understand youth...
John Betjeman offered eight whimsically sentimental lines written in a large, childish scrawl...
...Beatles work A Hard Day's Night. When Bernard, wandering around town, sees the initials W.C. above a public toilet, his mind expands them into Warring Countries-whereupon the screen flashcuts to newsreels of battle; when the words change to Welcome Communists, Russians pass in review. A scrawl in the subway, "Niggers Go Home," reminds him of My Heart's in the Highlands; bigotry is changed to beauty as the Scottish hills abruptly fill with Negroes frugging to the skirl of bagpipes...
...Beatles work A Hard Day's Night. When Bernard, wandering around town, sees the initials W.C. above a public toilet, his mind expands them into Warring Countries - whereupon the screen flashcuts to newsreels of battle; when the words change to Welcome Communists, Russians pass in review. A scrawl in the subway, "Niggers Go Home," reminds him of My Heart's in the Highlands; bigotry is changed to beauty as the Scottish hills abruptly fill with Negroes frugging to the skirl of bagpipes...