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...that the guy who tends bar at the National Press Club--the capitol's branch of Alcoholics Anonymous--knows what he drinks. For Bakshian, it's been a long trip up from copy boy at U.S. News and World Report to "White House insider." He lumbers across the lounge--grey herringbone, white shirt with maroon navy pencil-thin tie, grey flannels--a figure that any Young Republican could look up to. As he talks--fast, clipped tones that emerge from somewhere under his Groucho Marx mustache--Bakshian switches back and forth from cigar to definitive statement to bottle of Bock...
CHICAGO vs. ST. LOUIS: Two teams that will not go far. Chicago is a grey, lifeless mass, while St. Louis abounds in spirit but not talent. We'll go with the Blues in four, capped by a Checkerdome celebration and maybe even a sell...
...Joel Grey was back on Broadway. But this opening night, the perennial pixy was 20 blocks north of his old haunts on the Great White Way, singing with the New York City Opera at Lincoln Center. Grey starred in the first American production of Silverlake, an allegorical opera with music by Kurt Weill, originally produced in Germany in 1933, the place and period of Grey's enormously successful Cabaret. Silverlake's theme, the venal rich vs. the virtuous poor, was so politically powerful in 1933 that Nazi storm troopers broke up performances. New York critics were not that...
...forward to facing the rest of the bank's directors, he was tired and felt as he had prior to "a previous emotional altercation." A light rain on the windshield mixed the city with the sky, making the outline of the buildings nearly indistinguishable and their colors a forbidding grey. He mumbled of Conrad, of Zen and motorcycle maintenance, of his friend Robert Pirsig and his aircraft. I opened the door at the air terminal and turned to shake his hand and say "Thank you. You've been incredibly kind." But he turned with a miserable smile, "Tuan...
Friedkin closets his film in ambiguity and elliptical action (he apparently cut several shocking scenes to appease viewers). Though it is superbly photographed in threatening shades of black, grey, blue and purple with effective use of moving and hand-held cameras, neither the characters nor the plot hold enough weight. Pacino has barely 100 lines. He is fine, as usual, but he is little more than Friedkin's pawn; the script never explores his relationships with Allen or Ted beyond a superficial level...