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...featureless snow desert stretched away into a glittering white nothingness below. Then, incongruously, there was sudden evidence of man and the machine age. Tracks cut deep into the snow marked the routes of skiers, sledges, tractors and ski planes. Where they converged was a cluster of orange and tan huts and mechanized equipment...
...Pharaoh, swaggering barelegged across the screen, will delight his millions of feminine admirers. Even Moses, a part in which Charlton Heston is ludicrously miscast, looks less like a man who staggers into the desert to find God than one who flies to Palm Springs to freshen up his tan. According to the script, that was the kind of fellow Moses really was, at least as a young man. There are moments, in fact, when it seems that the Seventh Command ment is the only one DeMille is really interested in; to the point where the Exodus itself seems almost...
...Since it was a warm day," he had told us, "I took off my shirt so as to get a tan, and before I knew it a blustery man breezed up on a motorized lawn-mower, and said, 'Hey, Mac, put on your shirt,' so I said, 'Listen, buddy, I got more clothes on than most people around here,' at which point he spun around his machine in search of greener laws to mow." We stuck in our shirt-tale and the mist thickened...
...year ago by its fat assets. The founding family that controlled the company snapped up his offer to pay $43.50 a share for 97% of Nelson's stock or a total of $4,850,000. To raise most of it, Albert borrowed $4,500,000 from Mas-tan & Co. of New York, pledging his Nelson holdings as collateral. -Then he got Chicago's Walter E. Heller & Co., a factoring house, to lend $3,600,000 to Nelson. When Heller's agents came to inspect the Nelson plant and books, the officers protested that they needed no loan...
...Next!" called the director as he opened the door to let a young man with a tan sweater, a crew cut, and a moist forehead leave. The girl in green, still clutching the script, entered the casting room. The large room was scattered with broken furniture, the floors were bare, the walls empty. The director's welcome echoed against the dirty windows while the producer smiled reassuringly from behind an ancient desk. They chatted for a few moments about the play and the weather--the director, the producer, and the young actress...