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...this film (and in another enticing compilation, David Johnson's The Lavender Lens: 100 Years of Celluloid Queers, available in some video stores), we see gay characters haunting the corners of the film frame. From the early days of silent films (when Charlie Chaplin, in a barbershop, gives a cruel hairdo to an effeminate man) to the '90s (when gay or bisexual murderers lend lurid pizazz to The Silence of the Lambs and Basic Instinct), American films--like America itself--have typically treated gays as a joke or a curse...
...Jerry E. Lauretano, the barbershop's owner, whom HSA's own Unofficial Guide to Life at Harvard calls "a living legend," said he is not bitter about being ousted from the building...
...Moweaqua have rallied to his side, painting him and his wife as an unpretentious couple who give away a garageful of toys at Christmas and spend a lot of time with their children. Insists attorney Robert Allison, who works out of an office behind Mayor George Forston's barbershop: "The only codes that mean anything in this country are those duly passed by the governing authorities and the codes of God. I fail to see where Mark Whitacre violated any of those codes. In fact, it appears to me that he upheld those codes to his peril...
...mostly anonymous folks, free of sanctimony or self-importance. People like Uless Carter, a bespectacled, Mississippi-born minister, who reminisces with the sweet-tempered grace of a character in a John Ford western. Or James Hinton, one of 22 children of Alabama sharecroppers, who later owned a Chicago barbershop and whose gentle, unhurried gravity is something close to poetry. Like this series...
...Super Bowl tickets this year. But he admits he's feeling pretty good about his case right now. ``People have been coming up to me and saying, `Before you started talking, I thought this guy was guilty. Now I'm wondering.' Today I went to my barbershop. I walk in, and I get a standing ovation.'' As for the prosecution's cries of foul, Cochran and Douglas are, naturally, having none of it. ``Much ado about nothing,'' insists Douglas, who toils in an adjoining office. Says Cochran: ``You just take the slings and arrows...