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...fashion season of fall-winter 1988-89 (again, plap), still being presented this week in Paris, will be remembered less for design and more for sound effects: the dull, liquid thud (plap) made by the chins of dozens of the international fashion elite slumbering forward (plap) onto soft silk and welcoming cashmere (plap, plap) as models mosey down the runways in yet another sanguine incarnation of the new look. Ah, short skirts (plap), ah, mid-length skirts (plap), ah, pants are back (plap), ah, sleep...
...just discovered treasure chest. The waist rises on a short black leather skirt, but the hem falls irregularly. A raincoat is made of polyester that feels and falls like inked paper. One pantsuit in atomic-orange wool knit looks like a drill uniform for fashion insurrectionists. Another pantsuit in silk clings and flares in the jacket, rides the waist, then blossoms out in the cuffs, looking, in its mad dappling of colors, like a loft painter's drop cloth. "Everything is so much the couture look, the expensive look, now it's time to rethink again, to find something different...
...could have got a little more out of it. I was tired the last 100 meters, but I think I got it on guts." She was exultant after crossing the finish, however, her arms held skyward and tears streaming down her face, hurrying to embrace Boyfriend and Teammate Dave Silk. For Mother Eleanor and Father Charlie, their two sons and three other daughters, it was the culmination of lifetimes spent on skates, first in Cornwall, N.Y., where Bonnie was born, then in Champaign, Ill., where the family moved when the future Olympic champion was two. The story is often told...
...just in case you were planning to wait it out and see what the great Elmore Silk is really like, don't bother; he's a bearded bald guy who lives in Nova Scotia, looks like a truck driver, and like almost everyone else, rips Julius...
Frank has admitted that Candy Mountain contains a lot of autobiographical material based on his experiences in New York and later as a near-recluse in Canada. I can't help suspecting that he sees himself in the character of Elmore Silk, escaping from a cynical entertainment world--which the Rolling Stones on tour epitomized--and striving to save his artistic integrity. Even a movie about disillusionment, however, has to draw its viewers in with something worth their attention. Candy Mountain doesn't. Frank clearly can, and has, done better...