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...life makes some people cry. At his recent competency hearing, the court stenographer had to stop several times to compose herself. But guilt or innocence is not in dispute here. Nobody argues that Bobby Shaw did not kill Calvin Morris. No one suggests that he did not then fatally stab prison guard Walter Farrow while doing time. For many who have followed the case, anger rises from the story of his journey through America's justice and social-welfare system. For Bobby Shaw has never been able to raise the defense of insanity, even though he has probably been brain...
...Rolling Stone, specializing in tough stories about bikers and narcs while adopting the freaky style of fellow staffer Hunter S. Thompson. Former colleague Grover Lewis recalls that Eszterhas first showed up wearing "a 9-to-5 haircut and polyester suits" but soon sported buckskins and long hair and "would stab a hunting knife into the conference table to emphasize his story ideas." Rolling Stone editor Jann Wenner sensed Eszterhas' tremendous "gift for narrative and story" and wasn't surprised when he started selling his work to the movies, beginning with the union story F.I.S.T...
Khalilah T. Horton, age 14, likes her school. "It's the best middle school in Dorchester," she says. "We don't have violence. We don't fight, stab each other at the bus stop. We just don't think about all that stupid stuff...
Sally is arrested for murdering a white man, perhaps a lover, perhaps a rapist, with a carving knife (once, Erickson has it, she had tried to stab Jefferson). The cops have a patrol car and a radio, so this is the 20th century. Sally is, or is not, somewhere else, someone else. A huge black cop, Wade, searches obsessively for Mona, a woman he met years ago at a strip joint called the Fleurs d'X. She may be Sally or a daughter, or not. The city is Aeonopolis, and it could be San Francisco, much decayed, if San Francisco...
...contrast, Ivan Briscoe, as the self-important, archetypal actor, the Player, enunciates his lines flawlessly. With this character, Stoppard takes a stab at the thesps of this world, and Briscoe's interpretation is a twist of the knife. He delivers a spirited portrayal of the unshakably dignified Player who doubles as pimp for a group of malnourished and talentless actors-cum-prostitutes...