Word: padding
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Missile scientists insist that they learn something from every big bird that gets off the launching pad. no matter how ignominious its end. But by any other name, an epidemic of missile failures at Cape Canaveral last week added up to one of the most disappointing weeks of U.S. missilery. Items...
...Convair, the makers of the ICBM, put out word that Atlas was on the mend, and that the causes of the failures had been traced and corrected. Last week the Air Force tried four times to launch another Atlas. Because of assorted bugs, it never left the launching pad...
Juno. The Army's huge Juno II missile, built around the reliable Jupiter intermediate-range ballistic missile and carrying a 91.5-lb. space laboratory in its nose cone, lifted off its pad and almost immediately veered dangerously inland. The range safety officer jabbed the "destruct" button. Belching orange flame and black smoke, its upper-stage rockets exploding, the space monster crashed to the ground barely 150 ft. from the blockhouse where 55 scientists and technicians were watching (it was more than an hour before they could come out safely). From an observers' stand a quarter of a mile...
Technically, the movie causes curiosity about how the Reds ever got Sputnik off the launching pad. Filmed with three different cameras simultaneously, the images are separated on the wide screen by blurry stripes from top to bottom. The sound track is unpleasantly thunderous, and the Soviet scriptwriters have produced a painful brand of Americanese, delivered through stereophonic loudspeakers located south by southeast of the viewer's ear. Horrible example: "Gee. I'd like to fly on a TU-1O4," says the lady narrator. Reply from the Russian guide (south by southwest): "I think it's just...
...since departed for Kansas City), glare across the scrubby, rattlesnake-infested foothills toward the San Fernando Valley. As the Thunderbird flies, the place is 12 smoggy miles from the manicured canyons of Bel Air and Beverly Hills, where a movie star ought to live. By classical Hollywood standards, this pad is so far out that it might as well be in Oshkosh or Altoona or on a space platform, and the girl who lives there is even farther out-she is a real ring-a-ding...