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...largely the artist's ability to convey the energy (and almost the noise and smell) of his subjects that makes him unique. His prints are rarely decorative for the sake of decoration alone. They may be funny, frightening, or magical but they are never static. His subjects may ignore the physical laws of gravity and classical theories of perspective but they are very much alive...
Some mingles later they were gone and the audience filed out into the street. They left without autographs or cast albums, without any catchy show tunes on their breath. No sound or sight or smell distinguished them from the rest of the night-lifers stolling along the asphalt and concrete called Tremont and Boylston. Except they knew and felt, and maybe even almost smelt, more of that hidden earth below than anyone this side of Fenway Park...
...dead. It surfaces in the pain and hallucinations of breakbone fever, in a Malay medicine man who is accused of turning into a weretiger to commit murder, and in a chilling description of the noxious Midnight Horror tree: "The flowers are pollinated by bats which are attracted by the smell and, holding to the fleshy corolla with the claws on their wings, thrust their noses into its throat; scratches, as of bats, can be seen on the fallen leaves the next morning...
Casually dressed, easy of manner, Arledge exudes the smell of success the way Joe Namath exudes Brut. Arledge is a restless competitor (when Son of Sam was caught, Arledge spent the night at police headquarters). He is also a confident gambler. He gambled millions on the 1976 Olympics, and made that sprawling assortment of track meets, wrestling and swimming contests a prime-time commercial success. Chronology and coherence may have been sacrificed as he zeroed in on the flashiest contests and concentrated on popular favorites, switching relentlessly from one arena to another, but the result was exciting television. Arledge liked...
...again in a great baseball park, clad in the classic threads of the trade that made them famous. The occasion was the 48th All-Star Game at Yankee Stadium, and this time Willie Mays and Joe DiMaggio were not flogging some TV product like Mr. Coffee or the sweet smell of Brut on a centerfielder's forearm. They were presiding as honorary captains. Looking back on it, "Joltin' Joe" couldn't help reflecting that no matter what else in the world changes, "baseball was played the same then." The "Say Hey Kid" got round to admitting that...