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...audience with a certain vivid super-reality. It is all so gruesome that horror turns to humor and the fun comes from the appreciation of being cleverly conned by Director Steve Miner. The way the eyeball of one of Jason's victims pops out of his skull and seems to sail out over the audience's head is alone worth buying a ticket and putting on the funny glasses...
Hamlet's frequent "O God" comes out "O Gahd," and the dramatist's "O Wonderful" has been turned into a Wittenbergian "Wunderbar," and "inexplicable" is mispronounced. On holding Yorick's skull, Hamlet comments, "I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest. "But Walken says, "I knew him, [Long pause] Horatio a fellow of infinite jest." When we reach the Prince's dying words, Walken is so heedless of meter that the beautiful line. "Absent thee from felicity awhile" emerges with an accent on the first syllable...
...plan has prompted critical editorials in local newspapers as well as a lawsuit from NORML. In addition, the Chevron Chemical Co., a distributor of paraquat, has fired off a warning letter to the U.S. Department of Justice and the DEA: "The product label bears the word poison and the skull-and-crossbones insignia, but terrifying people in order to modify behavior is not a registered use." Still, Florida officials remain committed to paraquat, in part out of support for the Reagan Administration's policy. Washington has urged Colombia to spray the herbicide on its marijuana crop, but the country...
...Mondello looked and acted like a pint-size W.C. Fields. Wally's chum Lumpy Rutherford was just that. And of course there was the incomparable Eddie Haskell (Ken Osmond). If Mayfield was Eden, Eddie was the serpent slyly tempting Beaver to bite the apple of mischief. A leering skull dressed in a cardigan sweater, Eddie was smarmy to his elders and sneering to his peers. "Hey, Wally, if your gunky brother comes with us, I'm gonna Oh, hello, Mrs. Cleaver, I was just telling Wallace how pleasant it would be for Theodore to accompany...
...falling apart. Acids in the ink and the pulp devour the pages. The paper crumbles, powdered words in a few generations will blow away like dandelion fluff. Some computer-literate great-grandchild will hold the empty, mortal binding in his hands as if it were Yorick's skull...