Word: steedly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...leader to a fear of a weak one, from a desire for a moral President to a desire for a shrewd horse trader. So, as Johnson and Nixon begat Carter, now Carter could just conceivably beget John Connaly, if the horse-trading rancher can satisfy skeptical Americans that his steed is white and he will never come home with a spavined and one-eyed...
...bedouin, is the original self-contained traveler, but even he and his coach and his equine van can be found these days at rally sites. A ruddy Oklahoman, watering his bronco at the Minnehaha Roadeo, articulated one insoluble problem of motorized life. "The trouble," he said somberly, patting his steed, "is they ain't yet developed a vehikkle with holdin' tanks for hosses...
This god's-eye view tends to blur more than it clarifies. "English settlement ... came somewhat later than depicted," says an exasperating prefatory note to Chesapeake, which also mentions that Steed and Turlock are invented names, "but it did occur at a spot only 23 miles to the north." Fiction with heavy doses of reality and reportage is not precisely history; history in which the names and places are not quite right is not yet fiction. Falling between two schools, Chesapeake is less than some of its parts: an agreeable, disposable epic destined for the summer beach, the fall...
...play bursting with totem-like symbols, Equus is studded with the type of rich imagery that will easily come to mind with the mere mention of the film's title. Many viewers of Equus will fasten onto the scene of the nude Strang riding a madly galloping steed, a union of man and beast thrown into relief by backgrounds that alternate between the darkest of nights and a blinding brilliance of light. But the segment that qualifies as Lumet's tour de force lies elsewhere, in the scene showing Strang's brutal rampage through a stable--sparked by his failure...
...basement of the Cannon Building and mounted his ten-year-old, three-speed Sears bike. He pumped out on New Jersey Avenue, rounded the corner to Independence Avenue. Beautiful day, he mused to himself. "Hi fellows!" he yelled to The Bronx's Mario Biaggi and fellow Oklahoman Tom Steed. They stared, then laughed and waved...