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...occasion had all the trappings of a lovefest. In the northern French city of Lille last week, schoolchildren waved tiny Union Jacks and Tricolor flags. Scottish bagpipers in kilts and bearskin hats played reels and strathspeys, and French military bands blared out God Save the Queen and the Marseillaise. But nothing embodied the spirit of Franco-British cooperation more than a joint announcement by President Francois Mitterrand and Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher that their governments had approved the construction of a 31-mile-long rail tunnel linking the two countries. For nearly two centuries, rulers, entrepreneurs and engineers have dreamed...
...BEST MOMENT in Robert Altman's film version of Sam Shepard's play Fool For Love comes when the heartsick cowboy Eddie pops a quarter in a motel room Magic Fingers machine. Sprawled out on an unmade queen-size bed, dressed in faded jeans and a trailworn denim jacket, and nursing a tin of day-old Skoal and a bottle of worm-blessed Mexican tequila, Shepard rides the bed like a rundown rodeo star, and when he throws his girl May a particularly wistful smile, all the humor and pathos of Shepard's writing comes shining clean through...
...they must ask Mallory's permission. On the bathroom door Mallory has posted a sign: DO NOT USE UNLESS YOU CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELF. Of the two other rooms, one belongs to Michael and Michael's mother Eileen. The other is Mallory's bedroom, nearly filled by a low queen-size bed with an upholstered maroon headboard into which a clock radio has been fitted. Above the headboard on a yellow wall hangs a huge novelty $1,000 bill, with Mallory's face where Grover Cleveland's would be. Beside the bed is a phone with a lock...
...abandoned rabbi, an African dictator, a welfare mother in double- digit pregnancies, a sniper, a man assembling a Chevy Nova in his living room, a 400-lb. dope dealer with an M.B.A., a family of Cambodians trying to farm their floorboards, mythic creatures known as the Nordic Ice Queen and the Madonna of Heat, and two ex-dancers who sell Tupperware...
...muscle-bound liberal who wants to save the property. He fails. Too many tenants prefer their own chaos to someone else's order, in this case the Gorilla Management Co.'s. Glynn concludes with an inevitable apocalypse, and none too soon. By the time the Nordic Ice Queen and the Madonna of Heat wrestle for the soul of the building, the author's inspired riffs on urban rot have been overworked as allegory. But not before a strong and exuberant talent has shown his stuff...