Desperate living (4/12/95)
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Yes. But somehow “Two Gentlemen of Veronal” sounds familiar. Of course, a page picked out of
One Million Random Digits would probably sound familiar, at this end of the week. — You remember that one: Raquel Welch plays a Berkeley mathematician trying to find the flaw in a random-number algorithm, and parachutes into the Riviera in pursuit of those desperate agents of a foreign power she discovers are responsible for the introduction of a hidden bias into the war-game simulations employed by the CIA to determine the fate of the nation. Disguised as rampaging dinosaurs, they rip her clothes off and chase her along the beach through the plots of three Frankie-and-Annette movies before cornering her on a high rock at sunset; where, in an memorable speech largely stolen from Euripides, she calls down the wrath of the gods upon them, their progeny, and their theatrical agents for all generations to come. — With a rewrite to get some snappy contemporary dialogue into it [“Freeze, motherfucker; or I'll have to blow your face off and call Harvey Keitel”] it could be a natural for Elle. What do you think?
____________The seven ages of man (4/1/95)
