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Still, getting to the top and staying there is not, so to speak, for pantywaists. U.S. fashion is a $12 billion cottage industry; in the past two years, more than two dozen major U.S. garment manufacturers have folded. The rag trade is still much as Jerome Weidman pictured it in his 1937 novel I Can Get It for You Wholesale. Conspiracy, espionage and piracy are all part of the game. Even before a top designer comes out with a hot new look, his rivals are apt to be running off Chinese copies that will retail for perhaps half the price...
...ambles in to the rinky-tink beat of Joseph Lamb's rag, Bohemia, a little guy in a shiny satin shirt and crushed-velvet breeches. Mikhail Baryshnikov, loose of limb with plenty of shoulder action, adjusts his bowler hat. From the wings a woman's leg appears, and then the rest of Marianna Tcherkassky. The two link up, meet Martine van Hamel, and ease downstage in a vaudeville shuffle. Stop. Resume action, triple speed...
...each a prototype of menace at his position and a striking figure off the field. Greenwood, 29 is a brutal tackler, although he says he hates contact and would rather not be known as a football player. Greene, 29, after a season of tossing linemen and runners around like rag dolls, goes home to cultivate his vegetable garden. As for White, 26, it is hard to know exactly what he will do at any time. "There's no question that I'm schizoid," he says. "I might be three or four people. I know I can be evil...
...skin: every one of them, regardless of political persuasion, is a resounding stereotype. There are no real characters, only cameos enacted by a large cast of mostly unfamiliar actors. The judges are straw men in scarlet robes, passing out death sentences like souvenir fountain pens. Their victims are a rag-tag gallery of the common man meant to embody some evergreen liberal shibboleths: the fiery left-wing journalist; the good-humored, faintly ironic petty crook; the humble shopkeeper...
...conveys no really profound emotions, but a certain light pathos makes it appealing. The film's best scene is a picnic in the woods. Jake, Gitl, Joey and Bernstein, gather up the proper equipment and head into the woods. Just as they break through a clearing, a light rag picks up for background music, establishing a light mood. As sunlight streams through the trees, Jake starts up a game of all-American baseball with his son; there's something whimsical about this little group eating lunch on the grass, all of them feeling uncomfortable in their stiff clothing. This thread...