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...minute later, as Pryor writhes and creeps across the floor of a room that looks like a Texes saloon after a brawl, the horror becomes real. He crawls around searching, not for anything in particular, but just searching, in that desperate way that junkies do, and it's painful to watch. The drug-addicted superstar cliche that we've seen three times in A Star Is Born, once in Lady Sings The Blues, once in Pink Floyd's The Wall, and who knows-how-many-times elsewhere is as touching and awful in Jo Jo Dancer's opening scene...
Music is also at the heart of the Blue Suede Shoes Saloon in Memphis, which Carl Perkins helped start three months ago. The country-and-western singer- songwriter "wanted it to be a real rockabilly honky-tonk, and I think that's what we've got." And he wanted it to be on Beale Street, "where you could just feel the history of the place, the spirit." New Jersey Generals Quarterback (barring a rumored trade) Doug Flutie was also concerned with locale. Flutie's Pier 17,a 15,000-sq.-ft. restaurant that officially opened last week...
However, the reputation of the Quad saloon spread. Performances by popular local bands and the improvisational group "On Thin Ice" packed the basement club wall-to-wall. The intimate nightclub for couples soon turned into what vice president Diane M. Paulus '88 termed "an organized party." Some nights the crowd numbered in the hundreds, and lines formed around Cabot House...
...pretty. While postcard-stills of the sleeping town before sunrise frequently interrupt the screen, the camera focuses for the most part on relentlessly exposing the routine exhaustion of life in the pits: from the hard day's labor in the mines to the hardluck boozers in the C & W saloon. The tight angles force the audience into contact, and often an unsettling intimacy, with the heavy mundaneness of lower middle class life. One has scenes of a locker room echoing with weeping after lay-off notices, the crew trading sandwiches on their lunchbreak, a monstrous dumptruck heaving its load...
Lonesome Dove, Texas, is a one-tart town and so quiet you can hear the lady's bedsprings a block away. For those with a thirst, there is the Dry Bean saloon, where customers pass time whittling the edges off the tables. It is the late 19th century. Pyramids of buffalo bones rise on the prairie, the red man is down to his last can of war paint, and a couple of old Texas Rangers have seen the future, and it works without them...