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...extra gleam in his eye, walked a middle-aged man with a battered suitcase in his hand and his coat collar turned up against the wintry drafts. As he made his way through the station to the snow-blanketed street to hail himself a taxi, nobody recognized him as one of the nation's most important citizens, a man who on Jan. 20 would be assuming a public office with such awesome responsibilities that the virtues or shortcomings of its incumbent could affect the destinies of the world. He was Dean Rusk, 51, president of the Rockefeller Foundation...
...actress, fluctuated from serenity in the morning to raging public brawls at night. Usually an affable man, Mailer became morose and belligerent. In Provincetown last summer he was jailed after a fight with police that began when he hailed a prowl car under the impression that it was a taxi. In Birdland, a Manhattan jazz emporium, two weeks ago there was another brush with the law after an argument over a $7.60 check. "I never know how he's going to react," says Actor Anthony Franciosa, a friend. "Sometimes he tries to provoke me into an argument. Other times...
...sleep out of her eyes, brushs her teeth, gargles, and so on. I was expecting the camera to show Miss Taylor as she . . . well, never mind what I was expecting. It is this sort of moronic half-faithfulness to the book--reflected again a bit later when a taxi driver nearly runs down a couple and then cusses them out, which meant something in the book but has nothing whatsoever to do with the movie--that makes you wonder what Mann is trying to prove...
Civilian Stunts. In the streets outside, bullets whined overhead and sprayed against trees and buildings. But a crowd of curious Saigonese nevertheless sauntered up to watch. An old woman riding by in a taxi was hit and killed; her body was dumped near the palace wall. To cheers from the crowd, daredevil youngsters ran out to drag wounded rebel soldiers back to safety...
Last week newspaper readers hung over every detail of a new thriller that promised to follow the classic tradition. Its setting was the town of Rhyl, a drab Welsh working-class seaside resort. There, one rainy day last May, 29-year-old Leslie Harvey, taxi driver, decided to clean out an old, locked closet on the upstairs landing in the shabby boardinghouse on West Kinmel Street owned by his mother, Mrs. Sarah Jane Harvey, 65. She had been under treatment for a cancerous stomach tumor, and he planned to have the house spruced up as a surprise for her when...