When Warner Brothers bought the film rights to Edna Ferber's Giant, director George Stevens sent a scout to find the essential Texas. Ferber had set her novel on the famous King Ranch, which is in South Texas near Corpus Christi, but the filmmakers located a spot which they felt embodied the myth of Texas more exactly. Giant was filmed, to a large extent, in the great Trans-Peco outback of Texas near Marfa.
Bringing Them All Back Home
As one with more than a casual interest in the refugee program in Southeast Texas,
Original productions are so seldom seen in the theater these days that if a group regularly schedules one a season it is cause for rejoicing. So when the Dallas Theater Center sponsored not a single play but three days' worth of these creative orphans, as they did at their Playmarket 76 in May, it was a downright jamboree.
Hollywood tends to have its dogs for when the kids are out of school and, yes, the drive-ins are a fine place to sell your second-rate wares when the audience's attention is hopefully elsewhere. And it's a fact of life that when you open your clunkers in three hundred theaters at once, there's a good chance you'll see black ink before the smartass critics in New York have time to poison the boondocks.
Late one afternoon in early June, a chain-smoking, dark-haired man in his mid-forties idly watched an Austin convenience store cashier violate the law. Not until the man got home did he discover that the cashier had illegally charged him sales tax on his sack of groceries—on the milk, onions, and bread; on every single item, in fact, all of which happened to be exempt under the Texas sales tax law.