Word: windshield
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Dates: during 1980-1980
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Edna's healing power develops after a disastrous automobile causes her to cross the brink of death. While on the operating table, she seems to hover over herself, watching the proceedings. Then she relives the crash. As the windshield shatters, geometeric patterns radiate in her field of vision. Bells chime. Light diffusing from a central source creates a tunnel. Shadowy forms of people she vaguely remembers seem to talk to her and guide her toward the light. In the distance a figure stands facing her, casually slinging a jacket over his shoulder. It's her husband, who died...
...lagniappe, Blount throws in a few dozen original song lyrics, including, "He's in the driver's seat now,/ Beside him sits my wife./ And I'm just a bug on the windshield of life...
...viewing audience in its Monday night prime-time slot. It was also the third injury to have occurred in filming for the show. Another stunt man, attempting to jump in the air while two cars sped under him, nearly ripped off his foot when it caught in a windshield; he had to have reconstructive surgery and is still in serious condition. Still another daredevil suffered severe burns and lost his hands in the course of running through a 50-yd. tunnel of fire. For this, he was paid $8,000, from which he cleared only $2,000 after expenses...
...dirt, the broad-flanked sedan could be chartreuse for all anyone can tell. Inside floats a clutter of unmailed bills, unopened letters, wadded-up Kleenex, a portable AM radio (antenna broken), a cardboard box full of old, yellowing T-shirts, and a paperback wedged in the crevice where windshield meets dashboard. Its title, Invade My Privacy, is fading fast in the sun. The auto's left rear fender sports an elaborate decal -- Blue Valentine -- the very same left rear fender emblazoned on the cover of Waits' thusly titled 1978 album. As Waits comments later, sitting in manager Herb Cohen...
...dirt crossroads about a mile from the Non Mak Mun camp was a Thai pickup truck. The front windshield was blasted completely away, and a helmet lay on the blood-covered floor. A few hours later, Thai soldiers dragged the body of the driver, one of their men, from the paddy. In another paddyfield, seven dead Vietnamese soldiers were fished out. Suddenly someone yelled 'Incoming!' and we leaped out of the car. Mortar rounds, fired by Vietnamese down the road, were landing very close. After five near hit rounds, we sprinted for a nearby culvert where we cowered...