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...Goes the Money. No epic hero would strap himself to a mast upon hearing this sort of thing, but it is good entertainment and it pays the bills. Edie made a little more than $150,000 last year and should do better this year, with a record album, two movies already completed (It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World and Call Me Bwana), and two more about to be filmed ( The Yum Yum Tree and Very Important Persons). She has also been offered the lead in a production of South Pacific that is planned for Manhattan...
Lean is a gifted director who works with confidence at epic elevation, and in Lawrence he also works with a sensitivity to form and color that he has never shown before-it is as if the desert, like a gigantic strap of white-hot steel, had burned away a northern mist that has always obscured his vision. Time and again the grand rectangular frame of the Panavision screen stands open like the door of a tremendous furnace, and the spectator stares with all his eyes into the molten shimmer of whitegolden sands, into blank incandescent infinity as if into...
...with terrorist aims, who have gathered in the forests to revive the hideous Mau Mau oathing ceremonies over carcasses of strangled cats. Like the Mau Mau, they have begun slipping onto white farmers' property by night to maim cattle and terrorize the inhabitants. Once again, Rift Valley farmers strap on pistols before going out to the fields...
...rural Somersetshire and was promptly knocked from pillion to post by London fashion editors who thought "chic and cheerful" trousers would have been more suitable. Nothing fazed, Meg cheerfully let herself in for more complaints about royal overexposure by showing up at a London theater in a one-strap evening gown that displayed a dazzling expanse of shoulder...
...crowd of 72,000. Settling into the cockpit of his low-slung, pale green Lotus, Moss joshed Rival Graham Hill, who was piloting a faster BRM: "Don't try too hard, Graham, or you'll blow it up." He screwed in his earplugs, snapped his helmet strap and adjusted his goggles. "Hey," he yelled to Mechanic Tony Robinson. "Where's my chewing gum?" Robinson handed him a stick. Moss waved. "Here goes," he said. Then, exhaust crackling fiercely, he roared off to the starting line...