Word: fortress
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Twangy guitars, Beatlesque two-part harmonies and a fortress-strong rhythm section--brother Robert on drums and Chris Donato on bass--reinforce the tunes admirably. These guys are tight: no flashy guitar solos, overbearing synthesizers or eardrum-splitting decibels. Just straight ahead rock 'n roll with every note in its place...
...classes give you even more time to ponder the dull pain of humiliation. Technique piles up on top of technique, forming a match stick fortress that crumbles every time you realize that the whole game comes down to psyching up for a given morning in October. Still you obediently attack the arguments Stanley provides for you. You root out faulty linkage between evidence and conclusion. Indeed, which information if true will most weaken the author's discussion? What is the, most appropriate title for this passage--"Ground Glass: Roughage for the Eighties" or "Startling New Discovery Turns Roughage...
...hardly looks troublesome these days, this odd, '30s fortress with the Greek-echo name. In September 1971, Attica put hell on display for the nation. There are no signs of a riot today. The shock to one's system lies simply in the place itself, its main wall rising 30 ft. around 53 acres in the middle of dead-quiet upstate greenery. The wall is gray gray. Nothing in nature, including a rock, could be that color. Guards say the wall goes down 30 ft. in spots so as to hold fast in the quicksand. At intervals along...
...centuries. Now, in modern Kyoto, two brothers fight to the death for possession of those swords. Life, it would seem, is cheap in the mystic East, at least when an Occidental director like John Frankenheimer invades Japan to make a martial-arts movie. Glenn and Mifune invade the industrial fortress of Mifune's brother and, banzai! 23 men are dead of arrow, sword, spike and gunshot wounds. Honor is all, death is nothing-except the excuse for some spectacular carnage...
Only at the climax does Frankenheimer build something durable out of the mayhem: a metaphorical bridge between old and new Japan, between the integrity of the samurai and the ingenuity of the technocrat. The warlord's fortress is an executive suite; the watchtowers are electronic eyes; hero and villain cross swords over a photocopier, wrestle on sleek chairs and desks, almost electrocute each other with a computer's exposed wires. The final blow, be warned, is a vertical slice through the bad guy's cranium. One wonders how many members of the audience will stay around...