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...fault is partly man's own, as Kafka sees it, because the lonely life is a breeding ground for new and universal crimes: torpor, mediocrity, the avoidance of the dare of love. In The Trial, the absolute appears as The Law; in The Castle, as the warder who never appears; in Amerika, as a promise extended but never fulfilled. The bitter loneliness Kafka suffered, Politzer says, was in quest for "the hope beyond hopelessness,'' "the glimmer of light Kafka knew existed...
...criminal-hero marked for destruction is a tight-lipped swaggering cock of the prison walk named Johnny Bannion (Stanley Baker). Even Chief Warder Barrows (Patrick Magee) caters to Bannion. Indeed, Losey's knowing development of the prison's internal and external linkup of influence peddling helps to strengthen his portrait of the criminal's hermetically sealed environment...
Seconds later, the Israeli warder called in Hebrew, "Mukhan!" (Ready), and then "Peheel!" (Action). The trap door fell open, and Eichmann's body, plunging out of sight into the room below, swung slightly at the end of the rope. The corpse was cut down, carried to a corner of the prison grounds where, in swirls of ground fog, it was thrust into an aluminum oven with a chimney at one end. A gas fire burned for two hours, reducing Eichmann's light frame to a handful of ashes. While the body was cremated, black smoke poured into...
Still aflame with mad little mutinies, wizened Nazi War Criminal Rudolf Hess, 67, was entertaining himself in his cell in Berlin's dreary Spandau Prison* by wheedling cigarettes from his warders. "They know it's forbidden to give the prisoners cigarettes," explained one guard last week, "but whenever a new bunch comes on duty, they figure he's just a harmless old man, so they hand a few through the bars." Then, after his last puff, the onetime Deputy Führer summons a senior warder for a look at the verboten butts, "reveling in the knowledge...
...neither Macleod nor Renison could find any legal grounds for intervening. Last week, as a warder solemnly posted announcement of the execution on the gate of Nairobi Prison, an African in the keyed-up crowd gathered outside cried: "Justice has been done; Macleod is with us!" Turning away in cold anger, a white settler muttered: "Now you've had your pound of flesh." Commented the London Spector: "It is a savage irony that future generations in Kenya will be able to point to 1960 as the year when the equality of the races was finally demonstrated...