Jump to navigation. In an age of search engines, digital digressions and bytes of virtual knowledge, it feels like one is witnessing a small miracle when the power of the written word presents itself as Guttenberg himself no doubt intended: printed upon an acid-free page—or, in this instance, pages—to be read, enjoyed and inspired by. His surgical goat-gland procedure became so famous in its day that Buster Keaton even used it as a sight gag in his movie Cops , providing free international publicity in spite of the laughs. Through showmanship and an unhealthy reliance on the placebo effect, Brinkley set up shop in Milford, Kansas, in and began transplanting goat glands portions of the testes into his male patients as a cure for impotence—or any other ailment that happened to present itself. Along the way he acquired a radio station, using it to promote his various cure-alls, gradually amassing a small fortune. And, despite his genteel claims to the contrary, over the following decades he would maim and kill hundreds of his patients in the process. That was really the way his life worked. I wanted the film to ask you to root for him for some portion of the run time, and I decided that animated re-enactment would suit this film very well in the sense of its artistic challenges.
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Some of the funniest scenes in " Dr. Strangelove " involved George C. Scott as the Army chief of staff. During a war-council, he stuffed gum into his mouth, whispered to his mistress over the hot line and tried to explain to the President just why it was that, through a lamentable oversight, the world was sort of doomed. Scott had the role just right. His military man was filled with official bluster and sly rascality. The movie is about a veteran con man who journeys through the small towns of the South, performing the classic repertory of the confidence game: card tricks, fake identities, the lost billfold gambit, the bargain to be had on a shady deal. A young Army dropout Michael Sarrazin signs on as his straight man and they fleece the suckers until love appears for Sarrazin in the person of Sue Lyon. The movie was shot on location, largely in Kentucky, and it gains a real feeling of authenticity. These are real crossroads stores and real wide-eyed rednecks, watching the city slicker shuffle the cards.
Let us concentrate, for the moment, on the exemplary cases of the two ostensibly, currently leading Democratic pre-candidates: Senators Clinton and Obama. Frankly, at the present moment, none of the listed Democratic pre-candidates would actually be competent to serve as President under those historically critical conditions with which the next U. President will be confronted. I can say with certainty, that none of them, so far, has given the public the slightest inkling of the onrushing actual situation which the next President of the U. I am the best qualified potential candidate on these counts, whether you like that idea, or not; but, given my present age, eighty-four, the likelihood of my living out the full skein of the years in the prime condition we should require in that office, is a wee bit uncertain. Clearly, the national interest demands that we develop someone who is no ordinary Presidential nominee, but an unusual candidate, like me, who is qualified to become a fair approximation of a President Franklin Roosevelt; otherwise, our republic has a very poor chance of surviving in a manner which conforms to its present Constitution. Therefore, to start with, we must start our probe of any pre-candidate's potential qualifications with the famous slogan of the s advertising slogan of the Packard motor car company: "Ask the man who owns one.