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Embree starts his run at the bar from the left, while Stones approaches the bar from the right. The rules say that a jumper may crouch and stare at the bar only two minutes before starting...

Author: By William E.STEDMAN Jr., | Title: Rock Steady | 2/20/1975 | See Source »

...sheriff pistol-whipped him once when he had that black kid visit. A place where in some countries they didn't even need draft boards during the war because young men were enlisting like Tennessee volunteers; where eight-year-olds with distorted inbred faces and rifles in their hands stare blankly at the cars from a porch fronting a house with no plumbing, may be a TV. Where Jock Yablonski ran for president of the UMWA and got himself, his wife and his daughter murdered in their beds for it. And where things haven't changed since a long time...

Author: By Richard Turner, | Title: Moonshine and Marx | 2/19/1975 | See Source »

Finally, if the film makers go to the trouble of recruiting Astaire and Simpson, why not work out action that would permit these masters of movement to show an affinity that spans professions and generations instead of having them just stare stupidly at each other...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: The Great Flame-Out | 1/6/1975 | See Source »

...briefly introduces himself as a man who, "with the help of Poe and Melville and many another man, wrote this book." The attributions are graceful but hardly necessary, for Poe and Melville rattle around in this book like a couple of dybbuks. Gardner seems possessed by their eagerness to stare into the black holes of transcendental optimism, and two of his nine tales flatter the 19th century authors with unabashed imitation...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: American Gothic | 12/30/1974 | See Source »

Many of the remaining pieces make ingenious use of clay, transparent plastics or just plain pencil; only a few, like some cluttered and drab collages, are disappointing. As though filling in for an absent receptionist, an old woman of papier mache sits at her door-side table. The woman stares catatonically out of pale blue eyeballs and you can sidle right up and stare back without feeling embarrassed. Her card says simply that "she was taken to Boston Commons," a scrap of information of dubious significance, but you can think on it while you look. A shrewd glance reveals...

Author: By Anemona Hartocollis, | Title: A Visual Motley | 12/16/1974 | See Source »

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