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...NICE because it is two cities in one, but half as nice might be more accurate. An overgrown railroad junction and manufacturing town, it squats on the state line where the north Texas plains lap at the Arkansas hills. State Line Avenue, which divides the two Texarkanas, is a garish neon strip with honky-tonks and liquor outlets on the Arkansas side facing fast-food and, religious book stores on the dry Texas side. The region's wooded terrain makes it an appealing hiding place for the so-called Dixie Mafia, a loosely confederated band of car thieves, dope...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Law: Keystone Kops | 3/27/1978 | See Source »

While the stereotypes are hilarious and wonderful. "Lost Cookies" turns into something more than a Cantabrigian "Welcome Back Kotter." The dialogue is daring--Maggie calls Sal "numbnuts," and Sal replies, "You're a tease, Miss Tight Ass"--and it never seems forced or garish...

Author: By David Dalquist, | Title: Finding Our Lost Cookies | 12/3/1977 | See Source »

...that makes women appear as if they doubt their sexual identity and must bare their breasts to prove to the world that they are women. Either this or it is once again apparent that the designers do not like women and do whatever is necessary to make them look garish and foolish...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Nov. 28, 1977 | 11/28/1977 | See Source »

...monologue lasting the better part of two hours, she rants, raves, bullies, teases, threatens, roars and talks scatologically, concupiscently and incessantly. She also primps, daubs on garish makeup, strips off her blouse and carts loads of books to her desk only to hurl them irascibly about the room. What does all the sound and fury signify? Virtually nothing, except to prove that Parsons has the stamina of a deckhand and an awesome range of acting skills visibly being laid waste...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theater: Ms. Himmler | 10/10/1977 | See Source »

They are named Phantom Flasher, Lazarus, The Red Onion, Chiquita Vanana, Vandal and such. They ride high and graceless, as always, but now their boxy bodies cry out for attention with garish designs and obstreperous Pap art: frontier scenes, Hawaii schlock, seascapes, erotic mush. Even one-the specimen, say, that flashes nude girls in and out of view with Op-artful magic-can pop the eyeballs. When large numbers heave into sight, zooming along the road in a spaced-out phantasmagoria of a caravan, they can set the innocent motorist to gaping and muttering, "What is going on here...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Time Essay: There's No Madness Like Nomadness | 9/5/1977 | See Source »

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