Those little slices of Death.How I loathe them."Under the credits, in close-up, a young girl (at 1:20 am in her bedroom) stirred up a paper mache mixture, dipped a newspaper clipping into it, and applied the wet paper to a surface.He awakens the unnatural quiet of the tiny town with one sharp crack of his revolver - he announces his own exhilarated manhood by shooting his weapon noisily into the air above the head of the dumbfounded store owner.The entire tracking shot covers four blocks from start to finish.In a close-up, hands set an explosive, timed device.A shadowy figure runs and places it in the trunk of a parked convertible.The pounding of bongo drums and blare of brass instruments are heard (Henry Mancini's score), accompanied by the ticking-tocking of the mechanism on the soundtrack.He ceremoniously opened the cloth to use as a table-cover, and spread out a new deck of 52 cars across its length.