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...SUPPORTING CHARACTERS are just as poorly developed as the protagonists. There is the prostitute with a heart of gold, the tough (but tender) ten-cent-a-dance girl, and the gangster-heavy Stitch Malone (Kevin Conway) with his gang of toughs...
...mere types, devoid of life. We are supposed to be moved when we see Victor's devoted Chinese girlfriend (guess what she does for a living?) help him expand his vocabulary. We are supposed to be elated when Victor wins the final wrestling match against Freddy the Thumper, gangster Stitch Malone's obnoxious henchman, and the three brothers embrace--past disputes forgotten for the moment. What we are, however, is bored...
During our interview, someone compliments Petric's patterned shirt. In response, he quotes from a poem called "Song of the Shirt." "Who wrote that?" he asks me. I tell him I have absolutely no idea. "It begins, 'Stitch, stitch, stitch," he says. "You're an English major--who wrote it?" I shrug stupidly. Annoyed, he gets up and asks several people standing outside his office. They shrug too. "Imagine--teaching assistants, and nobody knows 'Song of the Shirt!' "By now he is worked up; he picks up the phone and dials Widener Library. The librarian refers him to the Reference...
...inhumane to confine suicidal prisoners in such a depressing environment. But members of the Friends Committee who have talked with prisoners in the blue rooms claim that the Department of Correction is not telling the whole story. The Friends say prisoners are often kept in the rooms without a stitch of clothing or even a blanket, for as long as six weeks at a time. They claim that the cells are often used to discipline unruly prisoners, and that inmates are often placed in the blue rooms simply because the prison is over-crowded...
Fortunately, the anniversary issue is not completely devoted to articles declaiming Rolling Stone, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways." Jon Landau's analysis of the contemporary rock's tendency toward sterile sophistication may not contain any earth-shattering insights, but he does stitch together a number of perceptive comments on the evolution of rock into a very readable and succinct three-page piece. And the fifty-page album of Rolling Stone photographer Annie Leibovitz's finest work provides the kind of pictorial history of rock that only this magazine could. From the first full-page shot...