The Berlin Wall is dust, the Doomsday Machine dismantled, the Soviet Union dismembered. And Sunday night, in the midst of the interminable orgy of showbiz self-congratulation known as Oscar Night, a wizened little guy with a big nose— still hale at 89 if a bit dazed by the commotion— is scheduled to finally receive his lifetime achievement award. Another Cold War relic will be laid to... More >>>