Word: wined
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Wine at His Feet. The whirlwind liberalization continued to buffet the country, bringing joy to most people but guilt and grief to others. Defense Minister Bohumir Lomský was among many who were forced to resign in disgrace; he denied having had a role in an attempted coup to prevent Dubček's takeover last January, but admitted that others had "misused" units of the army for that purpose. Josef Břešγtanský, 42, deputy president of the Czechoslovak Supreme Court and the man in charge of reviewing the trials of the Stalinist purge...
...squalor, surviving on what they earn from buying and selling goose feathers. Outstanding among them is an erotic, intemperate feather merchant named Bora, played by Bekim Fehmiu, a Yugoslav actor strongly reminiscent of Jean-Paul Belmondo. Endlessly indulging in wife-beating and mistress-bedding, Bora downs liters of wine and scatters his seed, his feathers and his future. As the film's principal character, he meanders from confined hovels to expansive farm fields, from rural barrooms to the streets of Belgrade. Wherever he travels, he witnesses-and sometimes acts out-the gypsies' heritage of violence and tragedy...
...when he returned.) Their son Louis, 25, is a student in Paris. Schweitzer finds Washington social life a bore, likes to putter in his garden, walk with his family in his spare time. He has become a fan of hamburgers, motels and dry martinis. At home, he drinks California wine ("to help with your balance of payments"); at IMF's 13-story office compound two blocks from the White House, he imbibes French vintages ("be cause the cost won't show on your payments accounts...
Eying the widow and the wine, the priest broguishly intones: "It's red like the blood he shed for you and me." Playfully he proceeds to tickle her ribs until she shrieks with laughter. Then, purpling like an eggplant, he chokes her to death and paints a lipstick kiss on her forehead...
Anthony Quinn does his thing in Guns for San Sebastian-he sweats and grunts with apelike ardor over food, wine and women; he fights like a tiger and suffers like a saint. When Quinn does his thing, it is usually very well done indeed, but the kind of film he does it in is another matter...