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...eyes cast up to the oil painting of the Great Emancipator above the mantel of the state dining room, his throwing arm restrained by his tuxedo, his hands folded as in supplication, his partner the dainty Nancy Reagan instead of the "diesel" John Riggins. In his dignified spectacles, Actor Burt Reynolds could have been taken for a professor of Chinese art. At his side was Dinah Shore, gracefully gowned with Hollywood-style decolletage...
...guest of honor at the lavish state dinner was Chinese Premier Zhao Ziyang. But when Burt Reynolds, 47, arrived at the White House arm in arm with his old flame Dinah Shore, 66, the Washington press corps quickly turned its attention from international to personal politics. "I wouldn't tell you if it was true," stonewalled Reynolds, as he tried to fend off a barrage of questions about his relationships with Shore and Actress Sally Field, 37, who also happened to be in town. Reynolds was eventually pulled to safety by Nancy Reagan, 62, who teasingly told...
...match the boom in graduate school applications, which practically doubled from 1957 to 1967, the Houses brought in more pre-law and pre-medical tutors. In addition, the creation of the Allston Burt senior tutors in 1953 established the central administration in each House office, again detracting from the educational role of the masters...
...behind-the-scenes intrigue at the arms-control talks [Dec. 5] did what The Day After did not. It scared the hell out of me. TIME's Strobe Talbott has portrayed a rogues' gallery of players, from the uninterested Ronald Reagan to the arrogant Richard Burt and the devious Richard Perle. I never dreamed I would feel sorry for Paul Nitze and Alexander Haig...
...quiche, suffers centrally from that miscalculation. Producer-Director Blake Edwards, normally a gifted farceur ("10," S.O.B.), turned to a psychologist for help with this screenplay, with predictably shrinking effect on the picture's sense of fun. Edwards' wife Julie Andrews is the doctor who eventually succumbs to Burt Reynolds, essaying the title role. Robbed of his truest voice, that of a self-satirizing satyr, Reynolds goes cute, little-boyish and awful. Even the photography is grungy; it looks like blown-up 16-mm. But maybe that is numerologically appropriate to a movie that is mentally arrested...