Nobody could figure out how Kettering had shot his realistic scenes on Mars. His movie was just too good to be true—and much too gruesome! I remember it all so clearly. “Get the information and you can have anything you want,” Myron Ferdinand told me. He stuffed his heavy pipe with five-dollar-an-ounce tobacco and blew a heavy cloud around his heavy face. “Fail to get it, and I’ll wash you out of the whole industry.”