Word: barreling
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...guarded whisper of cell block and exercise yard. He is furiously honest, but he can spot a rigged wheel with a sharper's skill. He is hard-muscled, handsome, handy with a snub-nosed, 38, and his hide is as tough as the bluing on a pistol barrel. Decent, disillusioned and altogether incredible, he is a soap opera Superman. He is television's "Private...
...point-blank range, but there is only a neat hole in the otherwise unsullied forehead. The back of the skull is intact; there are no brains on the rug. In some of these spruced-up shooting matches, the Eyes carry .38s, each with a short sleeve welded inside the barrel so that real bullets cannot be fired. The blanks the pistols accommodate cost only a dime apiece. For scenes when the audience actually sees a man shot down, "blood capsules" fired from compressed air guns splatter against Plexiglas plates hidden beneath the victim's clothing. There are special bullets...
...long as the picture tells Sam's story, it is pleasantly entertaining. It is good to see Paul Muni again-Stranger on the Prowl (1953) was his last picture-and the folksy, matzo-barrel humor is fun. Unfortunately, the picture tells Sam's story for only 20 minutes or so. The rest of the time (about 80 minutes) the audience watches a big wheel (David Wayne) go round in circles trying to get Sam to appear on television and talk pretty for the people. Sam himself makes the only adequate comment on all this. He gets so sick...
...drove right into a million dollars when he began trading in oil leases, was wiped out in 1921, when oil prices tumbled, made another fortune and went broke again early in the Depression, when overproduction in the East Texas fields brought posted prices down to 10? a barrel. He lived on credit, unable to pay either his office rent or his $8 monthly dues at the Fort Worth Club. In 1932, as oil prices began to rise, Sid came out of hibernation...
Credit on the Barrel. Wangling money, equipment and labor on credit, Richardson began wildcatting, brought in West Texas' famed Keystone field. "It was luck," he recalled, surveying his pyramiding debts, which chased right after his skyrocketing wealth. "I did it by jumping up in the air six feet and holding myself up by my own bootstraps...