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...calls this show Faces in the Window, plays weird music as he reads and scares his listeners with a bagful of simple but effective tricks. For a story where a man is hanged, he had the camera turn slowly back and forth to suggest a corpse swinging on a rope. Trick lights and a turtleneck sweater make his cadaverous face appear to float in air, and sometimes a zoomar lens moves in until only one glittering Nordine eye fills up the television screen...
...three-sixteenths-inch height while power mowers droned along the edges of the fairways, barbering the marginal rough to a 2½inch crew cut (in the deep rough-"tiger country" to the pros-the grass is five inches high and very thick). Workers unreeled nearly ten miles of rope, fixing it into place along the entire course with 2,100 stakes (for the first time in Open history the spectators are to be kept on the sidelines...
Then he was promoted to genuine rapes, brothel murders, "a rash of bichloride of mercury suicides." He saw 17 murderers "twisting in their white sheets on the end of the whining rope" and could, today, he says, "cover a hundred pages with . . . fascinating cadavers." Writes Hecht nostalgically of those days: "That was happiness." The weakness of Hecht's armor was that it left him in sketchy underwear whenever he took it off. Like many an other supposedly invulnerable fellow, he was exposed, when in the buff, as more of a maudlin breast-beater than a Front Page chesty. Swept...
...thought was a wooden floor. Then he closed his eyes to increase their sensitivity. He smelled a strange perfume drifting up through the hole. It was something like incense, something like fragrant wood. When El Malakh opened his eyes, he saw planks dovetailed neatly together, coils of linen rope, and oars with spearshaped blades. Then he knew what he had found: a funeral ship to carry the soul of a Pharaoh to heaven...
Instantly, a marvelous change sweeps over the diners. In a trice, Oilman Calan has rigged a rope around a chimney, and Lounge Lizard Freddy Deline, the onetime acrobat, is dexterously swinging himself down to the precarious peer. Fashionable Monsignor Royford crawls steadfastly along a narrow ledge, twelve stories above the ground, to give absolution. Katie Diss prays to God for the first time in many years...