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Zardoz is basically futuristic science fiction. In the year 2293, a warrior called Zed (Sean Connery) penetrates the Vortex, a bucolic society separated from the barbarous, almost medieval world outside by an invisible force field. Life inside the Vortex has a laboratory air, which is not surprising since it is a world created by scientists who have mastered, somewhat to their regret, the secret of subduing death. Aging is meted out only as a punishment in the Vortex, and no one ever dies. Zed is a functional primitive, an "exterminator" at the service of the god Zardoz; he imports into...
...Zed meets all the physical requirements for becoming a new deity, but he somewhat lacks learning. So near the end of the film he undergoes a sort of psychedelic tutorial. Zed takes in his hand the source of all accumulated knowledge, which happens to be a glowing, triangulated crystal. He presses it to his forehead and is magically enveloped by it, absorbing all there is to know...
...Gadein was a stringbean of a Negro tribesman, simple and guileless as a calf, awkward as a young camel and endlessly tolerant of abuse. He wore an iron ring through his nose, and around his waist a belt of lizard skins and tinkling bells. His father Abu Zed, was the potbellied chief of three African villages, and he was thoroughly disgusted with Gadein. Smaller boys outran him and outfought him. The village girls and, indeed, the whole village, laughed at him. "Here comes the lunatic!" the young men would roar. On the night of the great feast, Abu Zed publicly...
...hero, like Mr. Johnson, is that charming innocent, the unspoiled primitive man thrust into and beaten up by a world he never made. Of the two, Johnson had it better; he merely became a clerk in the British civil service. When the enlistment officer came around to see Abu Zed, the wily old chief saw a chance to get rid of his greatest nuisance. He sent Gadein off to the Buna Service Corps, a native transport outfit attached to the British army in North Africa...
...MacDowell listened to selections of her husband's music and accepted a birthday book of greetings from several hundred statesmen and former colonists. She was, said Mrs. MacDowell in her thank-you speech, "a very ordinary woman who was given a very great opportunity which I se zed.'' And from Colony President Carl Carmer there was further good news. The proceeds of a fund-raising campaign now under way will be turned over to Mrs. MacDowell on her 95th birthday next November. The hope, he said, is to raise "a thousand dollars for each year...