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...round: that was the prize. I done did what I had to do. I'm not a politician. I'm a fighter." The next morning, touching the stitch line above his nose, Hagler said, "I'm not scared of blood. Matter of fact, it turns me on sometimes. The monster comes out." He would like to devour someone else before the year is over, for another $5 million to $8 million or much less. An opponent is the problem. "Let's do it again," Hearns offered vaguely, meaning in the distant future. The Detroiter needs some time to recall...
...Tommy Hearns argued vehemently for and against boxing, proving both positions. It was horrible and magnificent. The first round is being called the best ever, though there have been a few fights before and Dempsey-Firpo was well received in 1923. Even retreating, Hearns slugged boldly. Hagler was a monster. He swears, "I love the boxing game like a little boy," though this was far from the effect. "I love the smell," he says, even of his own blood, diluting his sweat like a hemorrhage in a sink, rendering his face a red rage...
Boxing right now is punch-drunk legends, venal managers, scheming promoters, calloused writers, hopeless under-cards, injured preliminary boys, several champions per myriad division and one middleweight monster. Also, lately, hectoring medical associations and posturing legislators. Watching a fight like last week's in both horror and appreciation, finding equal wonder in savagery and science, one is amazed and a little ashamed that there has always been a class poor enough for this uncivilized business, this simplest sport or this purest art. What can you call it? Jake LaMotta, still married, called it "the best three rounds of fighting...
Wilson continued to compile monster offensive numbers as the Crimson beat Penn starter Josh Appell and the Quakers...
...could afford to be miserable. This 1962 antidrama is a prime example of what critic Andrew Sarris labeled "Antoniennui." Monica Vitti, ravishingly blank, and gorgeous Alain Delon try, but not too hard, to lock destinies, framed in beautiful shots that have their own dry passion. L'Eclisse is a monster movie in which the evil creature is stirring, almost sleeping, within us. --By Richard Corliss