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...scenario for the opening scene of Rambo: First Blood Part III. The pure fighting machine, as he is known, is in Buffalo on a special mission. But he gets lost downtown and strides into the City Court Building for directions. Bare- chested, with a sweaty bandanna around his head and what looks like an AK-47 rifle in hand, Rambo strikes terror in all who see him. A police alert goes out. Dozens of officers search the courthouse corridors. One policeman, Gerald Baetzhold, draws his revolver, trips and shoots himself in the foot. Our hero, unaware of the chaos...
...downtowns, a void, dreary and disheartening, a place where respectable people worked, bums lived and almost nobody strolled. Given that lifelessness, the city's attempt to create a heroic modern monument to itself in 1965, Eero Saarinen's arch beside the Mississippi, came to seem like self-mockery: a pure, gorgeous steel span rising from a dying downtown and a forgotten riverfront, a giant logo erected as a wishful substitute for authentic urban reconstruction...
...Louis Millet, the interior decorator, wildly mixed and matched styles. The west wing has its odd Gothic outcroppings, the Grand Hall some rather Moorish nooks and ornament; an intimate dining room seems Viennese; and, of course, the steel-truss roof built to cover trains and tracks is pure 19th century Industrial...
...only disappointment is that Pee Wee the actor--like Pee Wee the character--is in his own words "a loner, a rebel," and plays off no one. The audience doesn't care what happens to any of the other characters. While this is pure Pee Wee, it is only Pee Wee. It's too bad that he couldn't branch off into something more original here...
...wrong. I did have a lot of fun times in Greenough. just like any place, people took time out of their busy schedules to gossip. One example impugned my all-too-pure reputation My roommates and a friend from down the hall were discussing pre-marital sex. I insisted that it was always wrong. They basically told me I was ridiculous. And my friend Stuart bet me that I would have sex before I graduated from Harvard. I insisted I'd remain a virgin until my wedding night. The loser had to fly the winner to Manhattan for a night...