Word: reeled
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Victory is within his grasp. Will he permit it to be snatched from him by the villain (Herbert Lorn), a sneery guide from the neighboring valley who sneaks off in the predawn darkness to beat him to the top? The last reel of the picture finds him chasing the wretch up what purports to be (but obviously is not) the sheer east face of the Matterhorn, in an exhibition of freehanded folly that made one old Alpinist who saw the picture snicker and inquire: "Why not do it on roller skates? It's just as safe...
...Brazil, Director Camus soon ran out of money. He slept on the beach to save hotel bills, lived from meal to meal, worked from reel to reel. Down to his last $17, he was rescued by Brazil's President Juscelino Kubitschek, who told the army to get him some electrical equipment. For his Orpheus, Camus hired a handsome Brazilian futebol player named Breno Mello, for his Eurydice an unknown dancer from Pittsburgh with serenely lovely looks and a name that nobody could possibly forget: Marpessa Dawn. "The poverty," says Camus, "was not such a bad thing in the long...
Life with father was sometimes all beer and no victuals. The meticulous Stanislaus once calculated that John Joyce was roaring drunk 3.97 days a week. At such times, Papa would reel home in a vicious temper, flail away at any child within reach, and snarl, "I'll leave you all where Jesus left the Jews." An ardent Parnellite, the elder Joyce undoubtedly inspired the nine-year-old James to his first known literary effort, a poem to the fallen leader, in which Parnell was likened to an eagle, looking down from...
...hanging from a cigar-shaped yellow plug with a red nose. Then, peering out at the dark water from under his long-billed fisherman's cap, he began to cast. In gentle, precise rhythm, his rod whipped back and forth until he lifted a leathery thumb from the reel and the plug soared 190 ft. out into the Atlantic...
...newscaster (five minutes a day, five days a week) marks his first sustained public appearance since he lost out in his bid for the U.S. Senate last fall. Enforced leisure-and particularly, enforced silence-bore heavily on a man who, in top form, could reel off 250 speeches a month. Knight sunned awhile at Palm Springs, caught up on years of neglected reading ("I had never read Whittaker Chambers' book,*and I found it fascinating"), rented a Los Angeles apartment and bought into an insurance firm. When KCOP-TV proposed the commentator's stint, Knight was happy...