Texas Movies: In Character
From wheezy-voiced geezers to yuk-it-up yokels, these actors excel at portraying the stereotypical Texan.
From wheezy-voiced geezers to yuk-it-up yokels, these actors excel at portraying the stereotypical Texan.
‘Giant’ is just one of the best movies about Texas.
How Hollywood sees us—and how Hollywood got us wrong.
Boxing caught its second wind when George Foreman went the distance with the champ, Evander Holyfield.
The only thing scarier than facing a great pitcher is facing a hothead like Roger Clemens.
Is being himself good enough?
To understand Wanda Holloway’s dark and desperate story, you have to start with where she came from.
When the IRS seized all that Willie Nelson had, it was a case of the man who can’t say no meeting the men who won’t take no for an answer.
With their earnest autobiographical and cultural themes, the young Mexican painters and sculptors are following the legacy of Frida Kahlo.
Visitors may suffer from culture shock upon seeing the artistic riches of “Mexico: Splendors of Thirty Centuries.”
You can take the girl out of East Texas, but you can’t take East Texas out of the girl.
Carrollton’s Vanilla Ice is the country’s coolest rapper, and several other Texas acts are hot on his heels.
When country singer Charley Pride isn’t on the road, chances are he’s puttering around a Dallas golf course—or riding herd on his business holdings.
From the Panhandle to the Bayou City, homegrown classical music ensembles are our best-kept secret.
All is clam, all is bright in folk-art manger scenes.
A Christmas story for all you kids out there.
Recollections of guitar great Stevie Ray Vaughan.
Not since Remington and Russell has a cowboy artist sold so many works—for so much—as Fredericksburg’s G. Harvey.
Southwest Conference trophies, commemorating long-forgotten triumphs, are still winners.
Tevin Campbell, the thirteen-year-old soul sensation, is Texas’ answer to Michael Jackson.
For a handful of Texas artists, crafting a living comes naturally.
With his bust-a-gut jokes and cornpone tales, backwoods humorist Bob Murphey delivers a time gone by.
It didn’t take me long to learn the ten lessons of stand-up comedy. Number one is, Prepare to die.
From Pecos Bill to nightclub comics, we’ve got lots to laugh about.
Conquering Arlington’s Texas Giant.
Benito Huerta reconciles the religious and the worldly in powerfuul new works at Houston’s Contemporary Arts Museum.
Three new books deliver sordid stories of drugged-up cops, kinky murderers, and a real-life drug kingpin.
Robert A. Caro has spent fifteen years writing his monumental biography of Lyndon Johnson. He is halfway through.
The bands play on and on and on in Austin.
Locked away in NASA’s storage vaults was some of the most glorious footage ever filmed. I thought turning it into a movie would be a snap. Ten years later I’ve revised my opinion.
Memories of the filming of ‘Giant’ in Marfa, as recalled by a fan who had the best seat in the house.
Well-shod supermodel Fay Ray steps out in true Texas style.
Cycling a hundred miles is a hard enough way to spend a Saturday. It’s even harder in Wichita Falls in August.
FYI: The Houston Post’s new society sleuth has great connections, a phone in her purse, and the complete attention of Houston’s haut monde.
How did shy, sweet Edie Brickell become America’s hottest new performer? By sticking to her vision —and doing what the record company told her.
Heroes in the shade.
Johnny Chan became a champion through nerve and dedication—and every now and then a few good hands.
The unlikely twosome of eccentric rocker Doug Sahm and blues champion Clifford Antone has rescued from obscurity a distinctively rhythmic, indisputably raunchy regional sound.
In Joe Scruggs’s music Everymom evicts under-the-bed monsters, Everykid remembers on Monday morning the fifteen things he needs for school that day, and Everybody delights in Scruggs’s corny but sensitive portrayal of childhood.
Looking forward to Jerry Jeff Walker’s second Luckenbach, looking into a new way to settle feuds, and looking back over the career of Texas’ most prolific unknown author.
Heloise, America’s best-known homemaker, has a dirty little secret: she hates to clean house. If you hate it too, she’s convinced that you need her more than ever.
Not your run-of-the-mill pickers and singers, these performers are determined to carve out new territory.
As Nashville pandered to the lowest common denominator, Texans found a new audience hungry for old traditions.
In the small world of country’s New Traditionalism, George Strait and Steve Earle still manage to be worlds apart.
As much as I hated playing football, I hate watching it more.
Willie Nelson’s Fourth of July Picnic at Carl’s Corner was the picnic to end all picnics. It did just that.
Get hip to zydeco, the born-on-the-bayou sound with the accordion accent. Ready for it red hot? Check out a Saturday-night church dance in Houston.
A salute to Texas athletes trying young: seven hearts set on the Summer Olympics.
In which the author becomes a star—for three seconds.
The tenth anniversary of the most popular nighttime series begs the question. How long can the Ewing’s doings hold are attention?