Word: wifely
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...sore distressed. Months of European travel were motivated by intellectual curiosity; perhaps I have sinned. Henceforth, I shall avidly devote my energies to outwitting airline and customs employees, diligently hunting American food and drinks and, while my wife shops, perhaps engage in a bit of titillating research on new strains of VD. Oh, woe is me for a misspent life...
...past three years, and the musicians are pushing hard for 52. "Sure, the schedule is murderous," says A.P.M. President Herman Kenin. "But the goal is not 52 weeks but 52 checks. The musician has to pay the mortgage on his house, educate his children and feed his wife all year, not just 40 weeks...
...Manhattan's Orangerie, for instance, can be picked up and delivered at the restaurant by a customer-service Citroën painted all over with orange blossoms. In the foyer he passes a concierge ready to order theater tick ets or call home to see if the wife and children are O.K. Seated on a black vinyl banquette beneath the leaves of a plastic orange tree, he swills down a triple martini poured from a Boodles bottle and served in a pitcher. By then he may or may not be equal to the doubt ful delight of a tough...
...latest movie. Vixen, is in the Meyer mold. Once again there is the rolling glandscape; once again, such complications as plot and acting are forbidden. In British Columbia, Canada, a bush pilot spends too much of his time on the wing. In his absence, his wife Vixen (Erica Gavin, 42-24-36) lives up to her name, deceiving him with everyone from a Royal Mountie to the wife of a visiting fisherman (Vincene Wallace, 37-24-35). A Mama Sutra of seductresses, Vixen is an ideal utility infielder, at home in any position. Audiences willing to endure lapses into good...
...story still begins as generically as any Chandler. A detective is engaged to track a missing husband. The wife is alcoholic, inscrutable and intriguing. Armed with few clues and a feeling that he is embarked on a useless yet necessary quest, the detective proceeds to make a grand detour of the local underworld scene. What started out as a whodunit winds up as a "Who-am-I?" Separated from his home, and a victim of a sense of alienation to boot, the detective begins to identify with the missing husband and yearn for his own wife, to the point...