Word: whose
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...collective farmers, some of whom would double their production in his honor. But since the dictator's death in 1953, and especially since Nikita Khrushchev's famed destalinization speech three years later, few Soviet citizens have felt the urge to celebrate the birth of a tyrant whose reign of mass police terror cost the country millions of lives...
...well supported by the rest of a large and obviously happy cast, and if all ghosts were as finger-snapping fun ny as Saundra McClain (Christmas Present), being haunted would be more a dream than a nightmare. Yet the highest praise of all has to go to Robin Wagner, whose sets, as clever and as intricate as Chinese boxes, encompass half of 125th Street. Wagner was the unseen star of such mediocre musicals as Ballroom and On the Twentieth Century, and he gives special luster to this Christmas card from Harlem. - Gerald Clarke
...hole anyone aboard has seen, the other is a large, rather charmingly antique-looking space vehicle parked near it with its lights out. The men of the former craft are absolutely basic: one stalwart captain, one joky copilot, one overdedicated scientist, one slightly shifty civilian and one pretty lady whose function is to be placed in jeopardy. The sole proprietor of the ship they run into is Maximilian Schell, a great long-lost scientist whose ego trips are as monumental as his space voyages and who is, indeed, quite round the bend. His crew are all robots, though some...
Some of the canniest collectors of all are thieves, whose acquisitions from museums, galleries, churches and private homes are seldom recovered, despite intensive international police work. Interpol has an FBI-style Most Wanted list of stolen art works, some dating from 1938. Last week a priceless Tintoretto painting missing for nearly 30 years was recovered by the FBI in New York...
...They flock to museums to see it; its spiritual value has been confirmed, for millions, by its wondrous convertibility into cash. You can't argue with it. It means something if somebody pays $2.5 million for a lummocking spread of icebergs by Frederic Church, a salon machine whose pedestrian invocations of the sublime are not worth one square foot of a good Turner...