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So Much Meat on the Hoof. Can Cornel Bring One Down?STS: Three That Speak to SurvivalBeen fasting this week. Told by You Tube that it’s a good idea. They could be wrong, in which event I’m in little better circumstance that casts of three seen of late to rise and fail during the mid-sixties when bare-fist survival stories had not a vogue perhaps, but did appear to come out of nowhere in a seeming lump. Said trio unique for ferocity of content and unblinking grip at reality were The Naked Prey, Sands of the Kalahari, and Flight of the Phoenix, each deserving of success none would get, proof again that good pictures never assured good grossing. Movies were/are called candy-coated, then comes ones like these refusing to compromise, each spanked by a shocked trade and put-off public. I recall them coming/gone on scant notice. The Naked Prey limped to the Liberty as part of a Saturday only combo skipped by me for a too harrowing trailer. Cornel Wilde chased by natives through seeming whole…

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