Word: wet
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...which are committed to tight-lipped heroics and epic battle scenes. This brutal,-unforgettable essay on the morality of survival in a Japanese prison camp is made of stronger stuff. While retaining the scenario form of James Clavell's 1962 novel, Writer-Director Bryan Forbes (Seance on a Wet Afternoon) often goes Clavell one better in the harsh words and harsher images that synthesize the horrors of Changi, an isolated compound near Singapore where 10,000 inmates struggle against starvation, disease and despair...
Biographer FitzGibbon tactfully underplays the vulgar melodrama that embarrasses the last act in the tragedy of Dylan Thomas: the sniggery arrival in the U.S. ("I am here in pursuit of my lifelong quest for naked women in wet mackintoshes") and the staggery progress from bottle to bottle, bed to bed, that exhausted his forces and the funds his family so desperately needed. FitzGibbon suggests instead what most clucking literati have chosen to ignore: that in the last years of his life this pintpot Pan with the archangelic voice may have done as much for poetry by reciting...
...only thing that could interest Northeastern Pennsylvanians: economic redevelopment of a depressed area. He had a rough time defending President Eisenhower's veto of a bill that would have helped the area. The reaction was polite, but no one liked him very much, least of all the wet band...
...hunters' other favorite ducks-teal, pintail, redheads, canvas-backs, black ducks-the supply will hardly be plentiful, but not worse than last fall. Happily, a late, wet spring helped restore some of the breeding grounds where these species concentrate. To help the mallard, however, hunters will be sharply restricted: no more than three a day along the Pacific flyway, two along the Atlantic, Mississippi and Central routes...
...boys and grizzled men are marched off by the victorious Nationalists to be shot, and the sound track quotes French Novelist Georges Bernanos: "They seized them each evening in remote hamlets, at the hour of return from the fields. They departed on their last journeys with their shirts still wet with the sweat of their backs...