Word: fats
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...movie is lavishly lit and wonderful to look at, a sumptuous blend of realistic sets slightly scaled down to kid size (wet streets, neon signs, shabby rooming houses and dingy soup kitchens) and refracted whimsy. At Fat Sam's, the "house special" is soda pop, and the custom-built cars that haul the marauding hoods around are driven by pedal power. Lots of people get rubbed out in the gangland power struggle, but nobody dies. The splurge tommy guns, designed with the help of a gunsmith, shoot a substance that looks like deliquescent marshmallow. If anyone...
Parker recreates old movie clichés with shameless abandon: a car chase is routed through a barn, from which the autos emerge covered with straw and squawking hens. Fat Sam's speakeasy has a janitor (played by a winning, wistful Albin Jenkins) who mops floors and dreams of being a tap dancer. Parker reproduces, in the character of Blousey. the goody-goody bitchiness that made the "nice girls" of gangster flicks such eminent candidates for strangulation. The hoofing is exuberant and surprisingly adept, even if Paul Williams' musical score is a little slick. The whole movie...
...parts. Children were pulled out of schoolrooms, selected from auditions and video-taped screen tests. They were cast within comfortable proximity of their own personalities. Scott Baio, from Brooklyn, made a handsome, steady Bugsy. The expansive John Cassisi, a neighbor of Baio's from Bensonhurst, was chosen for Fat Sam after Director Parker spotted him in his seventh-grade class at P.S. 201. " 'You,' he says, 'I wanna talk to you,' " is the way Cassisi remembers it. "I thought he was the new dean or somethin'." Paul Murphy, from a South London Jamaican family...
...cans and some ashtrays. Everybody came running, and she was standing there laughing." During shooting of the film's last scene, the pie throwing ran amuck and the kids let fly at everyone. The two hardest-hit were Jodie and John Cassisi, whose impersonation of the blustering, bossy Fat Sam had taken strong root...
...fresh." The prices are tasty too. Because there is no middleman, farmers can sell their produce at prices one-third to one-half less than in supermarkets. At the Greenmarket last week, a dozen ears of sweet corn sold for $1, as did 4 Ibs. of fat tomatoes. At a nearby supermarket, the same package went...