Word: brawls
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Well, it can be arranged. The CRIMSON sends sports reporters to cover a large number of Harvard's away games. Last year, John Powers went to Ithaca, N.Y., to watch an old time brawl in a tavern and then a football game. Bob Gerlach went to Philadelphia to keep an eye on Harvard's top-ranked squash team. And Marty Garay flew out to San Jose, California, to cover the soccer team in the NCAA Championships...
...piece, big-band presentation did not capture the crowd like the Band's dancing rock. Scuffles broke out in the crowd around the stage as the Ray Charles Orchestra warmed up, escalating into a full-scale fight shortly after Charles came on stage. The blind singer, unaware of the brawl taking place only feet from his piano, continued playing while the crowd, ignoring the music, watched the combatants surging...
...realms of discrepancy open up? Is that vision of the city, of totally insoluble chaos, a correct one? The revolution, whose insatiable thirst for action we would allow to possess our selves, where will it go? Organizing, building dream cities with understandable electricity, waiting for the big apocalyptic brawl. How is one ever to assure oneself of the immediacy and solidity of one's vision, amid what often seems its complete transparency? What strength is there to take on so as to see oneself through dark heavy times, construction workers breaking heads in New York, ferociously coming to the defense...
...parts like this, and Suzy Kendall brings to her role exactly the right look of soiled innocence. The two villains of the piece, freaky faggots named Griff (Robert Phillips) and Terry (William Smith), provide some of the nastiest screen violence so far this year. There's a brawl toward the end of the picture between McGee and one of the freaks that has not been matched, for pure furniture-smashing gusto, since Frank Sinatra took out after that Korean guy in The Manchurian Candidate...
Just when it appears as though this brawl is about to get out of hand, the Duke comes on and settles it all down. After a few furious fistfights, some ripsnorting, glass-shattering shoot-ups and a thunderous cattle stampede, things slip quietly back to normal. "Well," says one character, "everybody knows there's no law west of the Pecos and no God west of Dodge." The Duke smiles, and rides off to the top of that mountain again. There he sits and remembers, perhaps back to the days of the great John Ford westerns when a man could...