A Surfeit of Bimbos
In The Desert Rose Larry McMurtry’s heroines never blossom into believable women. The Franchise is a tough tale about graft and the gridiron.
In The Desert Rose Larry McMurtry’s heroines never blossom into believable women. The Franchise is a tough tale about graft and the gridiron.
Robert Frank took casual but expressive snapshots that captured dramas of American life and altered the course of modern photography.
Texans are sometimes driven to drink.
To become more than a perpetual boom town, Dallas needs a foresighted leader and astute politician. Is Starke Taylor the man?
It’s a bank-eat-bank world out there.
Bench warmers and good lookers.
Hurricane Alicia roared through Houston, but somehow it seemed much more real on TV than it did outside my hotel room window.
The National Weather Service blows Hurricane Alicia; how the storm will blow insurance rates; Texas congressmen vie for a plum committee seal; a suggestion for spending the spare $2 million.
Texas becomes a disaster zone; a magazine empire enters the twilight zone; the district attorney’s office in San Antonio is a war zone; problems crop up in the Dallas-Fort Worth Airport flight zone.
In Daniel the hero has to bear the burn of his parents’ treason, while the audience must endure a lot of misery. The Moon in the Gutter is a film in search of eclipse. Education Rita is an enjoyable elective.
Minor emergency centers are fine for those who don’t need much more than a Band-Aid, a throat culture, or a summer-camp physical.
Is Claudio Arrau the last great Romantic pianist?
An Arkansas chain has refused to discount small-town buying power. Now it’s ousting local mom-and-pop operations throughout Texas and even giving K Mart a run for its money.
Playing by the rules.
You too can be an author-if you’re willing to publish the book yourself. All you have to have is a stack of paper, a tale to tell, and a couple of thousand bucks.
Football recruiting makes the NCAA see red, but SMU sees orange.
In a glass-and-steel world of Houston skyscrapers, there was nothing like an art deco obelisk or a pink Gothic cathedral until architect Philip Johnson.
When armadillos weighed three tons and the long horns were on dinosaurs.
Everything is bigger in Texas, including the scams.
This one’s a real sleeper.
It’s Post time in the race to take over Houston’s morning newspaper, and here are the odds; Doctor Death takes a holiday in Dallas; a bank merger causes frowns at Fulbright & Jaworski; does Jim Mattox have a future?
Texas highways show their age; Houston punks show their colors; foster parents show they care; A&M shows its macaws; cattle ranchers show their breeding.
Across the Panhandle stretches a thin red line that divides doughty plains dwellers from Texas’ lesser changed.
Bluesman Stevie Ray Vaughan showcases his powerhouse guitar on a nationally released record. Also on new LPs are fellow Texans, from country king George Jones to Austin cutups the Big Boys.
Independent oilmen are still for free enterprise, but these days they also expect a little favoritism from Uncle Sam.
The tale of schlemiels schlemiel, Zelig is as funny, endearing, and slight as Woody Allen himself. Staying Alive is suicidal. The quick Grey Fox jumps nimbly the pitfalls of making a western.
With their 350-degree camera, photographers recorded Houston in the early 1900’s. Half a century later two young photographers found the camera the same but Houston vastly changed.
From his early days in Big Spring, Eugene Anderson wasn’t what he seemed; neither was the mysterious element he later claimed turned water into fuel.
Sometimes women fall in love with men behind bars, but once the bars disappear, the love itself may become the prison.
Jim Cartwright has a classic case of obsession-he owns thousands of records. Under Sung Kwak the Austin Symphony has gone from mediocre to memorable.
The burning cactus.
Frederick Barthelme’s Moon Deluxe is a collection of cockeyed tales about stucco camels, supermarket sec and other modern curiosities. In Short Circuit Michael Mewshaw finds fault with the nasty world of professional tennis. The urban vignettes of Laura Furman’s Watch Time Fly range from skillful to so-so.
In the hidden corners of Texas’ outback—in foresty swamp and shimmering desert—there are a few places that are still primeval.
The meat products business is no bed of top hogs.
Have map, will travel; will dance, please ask me.
James Watt’s plan to thin the Big Thicket; the worst bridges in Texas; Republicans try to turn Clintgate into another Sharpstown; the Texas Supreme Court socks home buyers on the chin.
Beach, beach, beach.
A tale of tree cities in the Panhandle; upscale fitness at the new Dallas Y; a return to those thrilling days of yesteryear with Riders in the Sky; another new plan to unclog Houston’s arteries.
Letter perfect.
Tex plus Mex plus electric guitar plus accordion equals... art.
The third time is not always the charm. In Superman III our hero finds himself in a blue funk, and his melancholia is the liveliest part of the show. The Survivors doesn’t make it. Escape your little gray cells and enjoy The Man With Two Brains. Trading Places exchanges wit
The three-to-eleven evening shift, Bexar County Hospital, San Antonio: nurse Genene Jones was on duty in the pediatric intensive care unit, and for months babies kept having mysterious—sometimes fatal—emergencies. Why?
The ambitious San Antonio Festival went all out, with 73 acts-everything from Dallas ballet to Berlin opera, from Robert Merrill to Sarah Vaughan. Houston Grand Opera and Leonard Bernstein both made mistakes in A Quiet Place.
Texans may secretly yearn to live east of the Mississippi or across the Atlantic, but the next best thing is a subdivision named Yorktown, Nottingham County, or village Green West.
The revelation of the geese.
Houston’s brash “alternative spaces” are doing more than the city’s mainstream galleries to keep Texas art fresh, rich and diverse.
The old tin tray, it ain’t what it used to be. Today’s TV dinners have become “frozen cuisine.”