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Indicted ex-Ways and Means chairman Dan Rostenkowski is a connoisseur of spirits, tobacco and Brobdingnagian steaks. Now those who may have profited from his appetites are returning the favor, as this selective list of contributors to his defense fund shows...
...quarter-century, the 47-year-old filmmaker has been America's pre-eminent satirist of domestic depravity. He is also an elegant comic essayist, who puckishly wrote in 1985 that killing a celebrity is "the only sure-fire route to overnight front-page fame." And he is a connoisseur of the judicially sensational, attending many a grotesque trial. Waters can sagely note the media's glamorizing and merchandising of felony -- "These days you can commit a crime, and two weeks later it's a TV movie" -- and in the next breath give a rave review to the Menendez circus...
...Tonya. For all her street smarts, she seems not to have grasped a basic truth: life is not fair. Compare these rivals. Both women come from working-class backgrounds. Harding is a powerful skater with a mighty jump. Just as impressive to a connoisseur is the forceful way she strokes along -- almost into -- the ice. It's sheer, thrilling athleticism. But Harding's body is not ideal; she has thick thighs and forearms. Also, she is not musical. Kerrigan is -- and a good deal else. She is a good jumper when not plagued by nerves. Her balance of skills...
Marianne Zaslavsky, 9, of Needham is a science museum connoisseur, and prefers the Museum of Comparative Zoology to the Boston Science Museum because of the sheer number of animals on display. "I love birds," she said. "Mom, look at this guy. He looks like he has a wart." Twelve-year-old Michael Horton likes trilobites. "It's neat to see fossils and the stones they were fossilized in and their texture," he said...
This amateur connoisseur's attitude extended beyond the lyrics to Kirk's guitar lines and David McClymont's bass playing, which draw attention to the start of each melody, then deliberately hide it amid equally alluring countermelodies. (I always remember how each early Orange Juice song begins, and almost never how any of them end.) The amateur connoisseurs in their Postcard days also knew how to handle production: nothing is muddy or inarticulate, but nothing is overbright or "too produced" or metallic or synth-damaged either. Nor is there a horn section. When Orange Juice signed to a major label...