Word: sort
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...McEnroe. 'Knew him in school, sort of. He was a jerk, actually, but he's from my school and I'm for him. And besides, Connors grunts too loud...
...possibly be in Cuba. But the nation was embroiled in the Viet Nam War, and intelligence was largely focused on Southeast Asia; Cuba had low priority. After the war, intelligence operations were reassigned both in the field and in Washington, where it takes many people and much equipment to sort out incoming information. Cuba watching was increased, but not significantly. Even so, evidence emerged confirming the presence of a mysteriously active Soviet headquarters...
...well aware that as Queen Victoria's last living great grandson, he was a unique link to the glorious days of empire. In a BBC interview, recorded last year for broadcast when he was no longer alive, Mountbatten had hoped for "a reasonably peaceful and satisfying sort of death." No Briton took satisfaction in knowing that Mountbatten, at 79, had been assassinated two weeks ago when a bomb, planted by the Irish Republican Army, blew up his fishing boat...
Like Hazelhoff's story, the movie has about it the patchy, shapeless quality of reality. And that's the trouble. Soldier of Orange does not wear its slick, Hollywood style comfortably. All that gloss raises expectations of a more suspenseful narrative, stronger melodramatic payoffs. It is the sort of thing storytellers invent but reality rarely provides; the sort of thing that makes even silly efforts like Force 10 from Navarone or the recent Hanover Street seem mildly exciting. Something simpler, more documentary in manner would have suited Soldier of Orange better. As it stands, the movie is unsatisfying...
...bloodless Levanter of Blind Date (1977), the vengeful wanderer Tarden of Cockpit (1975) and the haunted boy in Kosinski's first and best fiction, The Painted Bird. Fabian differs from his predecessors chiefly in occupation: he is a competitive horseman. The aging jockey plays a strange sort of polo - a one-on-one contest in which animal and rider become a single figure jousting on a timeless range. Like many equestrians, Kosinski's rider is graceful on horseback; dismounted from his horse, Big Lick, he becomes one more high-plains drifter out for an evening's gratification...