Word: fistfight
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There is not a single gun in this movie. In this country, we routinely watch movies where thirty or forty people are shot in the first act. We are so disconnected from gun violence. We can watch soldiers shot and blown up on CNN all day, but a fistfight between soccer fans is too violent. It’s crazy...
Until lately the county was known for little more than its coal mines and crooked roads. While it's true that leaders staged a fistfight in 1800 to determine where to place the county seat--the town of Tazewell (pop. 4,100) was the winner--residents like to point up their law-and-order quietness with the story of how they once put a cow in jail because they could not tolerate the clanging bell. Now the county's crime woes have made it a case study in how prescription-pill abuse has stressed a judicial system to the breaking...
Then, about five minutes into his answer to my question "Why did you become a Mormon?" Reid lets slip that he once got into a fistfight with his father-in-law-to-be, an observant Jew who opposed the marriage for religious reasons, and I realize how perfect both portraits are. Reid's story is Twainian, a western desert tall tale, and his background is as brutal and hardscrabble as Jackson's. "I guess it's no secret that both my parents drank heavily," he finally says. "I didn't learn my family values in Searchlight," he adds, referring...
...Then, about five minutes into his answer to my question "Why did you become a Mormon?" Reid lets slip that he once got into a fistfight with his father-in-law-to-be, an observant Jew who opposed the marriage for religious reasons, and I realize how perfect both portraits are. Reid's story is Twainian, a western desert tall tale, and his background is as brutal and hardscrabble as Jackson's. "I guess it's no secret that both my parents drank heavily," he finally says. "I didn't learn my family values in Searchlight," he adds, referring...
...WHAT DOES HOSTING SOMETHING LIKE THIS INVOLVE, EXACTLY? I make jokes, a toast, chances are I get drunk, I end up insulting, uh, let's say, Muffy Potter-Aston, the whole thing turns into a fistfight, and two of the von Furstenbergs go home in bloody tatters. That's what I'm thinking it's gonna be. Whether or not it works out that way, it's hard to tell...