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Word: zooms (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Paradise Island, where he found a James Bond atmosphere: "You can be sipping a gin fizz, chatting with London on the bar phone, going over the local paper and still keep an eye on Hughes' windows. The poolside steel band is throbbing. Your glance drifts upward and you zoom in on those convex ninth-floor balconies...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A Letter From The Publisher, Jan. 24, 1972 | 1/24/1972 | See Source »

...simply repeated the picture in words. Today the commentators are usually articulate experts, and batteries of cameras peer at the players everywhere but in the shower rooms. Hoisted on cranes, mounted on helicopters and shuttled along the sidelines, they can in effect keep the viewer everywhere at once. Using zoom lenses to peek into the huddle, or directional microphones to pick up the violent crunch of behemoth meeting behemoth, modern TV crews make the action so real that bulldozing backs sometimes seem to plunge over the goal line onto the living-room...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: The Time of the Television Football Freak | 1/17/1972 | See Source »

...truck was the sort used by electric companies to raise their repairmen to a level with the electric lines. On the back was a large crane-like arm with two black man-holders. In the man-holders stood two photographers with up-to-date Super Zoom cameras...

Author: By E. J. Dionne, | Title: Falling Off The Edge | 11/18/1971 | See Source »

...Proust criticism remains more a matter of saturation than of precision. He still gets praised a little abstractly as a technical innovator, a man who ran time present and time past on dual tracks and played with memory like a zoom lens. Read today, Proust gives curiously old-fashioned satisfaction: full-flavored character and a rich sense of time and place...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Marcel's Wave | 10/11/1971 | See Source »

After the posh jets, the piston-engined Cessna 310 feels like a Volkswagen, but we zoom gallantly up over the brown hills pockmarked with ravines and gullies and head for Las Vegas and a fuel stop. A huge passenger jet bounces us gently in its wake and I shudder. We gas up; off to the southwest we see storm clouds and lightning. Never mind: we're off again. For a moment, I think of those scary instructions picked up back in New York: if both pilots conk out aloft, set the radio dials at 121.5 and ask whoever answers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Modern Living: Hitchhiking by Air | 8/16/1971 | See Source »

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