Man-child
Leon Box is a retarded artist whose work underscores the beauty and absurdity of a world he has seen very little of.
Leon Box is a retarded artist whose work underscores the beauty and absurdity of a world he has seen very little of.
Is inflation deflating your standard of living? You are not alone.
Football has degenerated into a routine encounter between two sets of programmed, steroid-stuffed robots. These trick plays could change all that.
A photographer finds mystery and magic.
Eat, eat, it’s good for you.
Houston’s Equinox Theatre has fine actors and directors, but its raunchy sex and violence can make you squirm. The nineteenth-century Granbury Opera House is a fetching setting for Texas Meg.
Houston’s Equinox Theatre has fine actors and directors, but its raunchy sex and violence can make you squirm. The nineteenth-century Granbury Opera House is a fetching setting for Texas Meg.
Texas chic hits bottom; bak error pinches UT law school; carter alienates Texas again; a test for teachers.
Bettered bests, cultural quests, manhood tests.
A black Houstonian revised the Horatio Alger legend; making a racket in Mason; UT astronomers yearn to conquer the universe; requiem for a reef.
Look! Up In the sky!
Help!
In Austin, experts in genetics are helping parents of children with birth defects come to terms with the most painful questions of their lives.
Willie Nelson tries on a starring role and comes out smelling like a Honeysuckle Rose; in Willie an Phil Paul Mazursky pays homage to Truffaut, although he shortchanges himself.
Go east, young Westerners, for the oddest, spiciest food in Dallas; Houston’s Cho is chic, but its kitchen is all shook up.
This one has been a humdinger, but every Texas summer is broiling hot—and that’s nothing to get all steamed up about.
The feisty pastor of the People’s Baptist Church keeps marching on to war with the State of Texas. Mexican American Pentecostals in the Valley ask Houston’s God’s help on a hot problem.
On the Move.
In Music for Chameleons it’s hard to tell whether Truman Capote is telling the whole truth or nothing at all of the truth; Conspiracy ferrets out much of the truth about John F. Kennedy’s murder.
What you don’t know about your fire department could burn you up.
Along the silent, lovely beach, tiny armies fight in the tide, fierce battles rage in the sky, and nocturnal marauders slither across the sand.
Two brave bulls stood between Paco Olivera and the prize he had worked for all his life.
Stringing in the rain.
All the beautiful kickers gathered in Houston for the premiere of Urban Cowboy. It began at a shopping center and ended in a honk-tonk, and John Travolta had to say he liked it.
Summer in the city; publisher’s power play; biting the handout that feeds you; will Oscar Wyatt abandon America?
The Astros are packing ‘em in with a great new pitch—a sales pitch.
Yankee lawyers kick up dust in the Panhandle; maniacal marathon man runs for his life; the redfish that got away; are Dallas’s tax ills contagious?
Type cast.
The imminent demise of Austin’s famed music hall already has Texans singing the Armadillo homesick blues.
In the tradition.
The Big Red One is Sam fuller’s war baby; roadie never gets out of its rut; The Tin Drum misses a few beats.
Try pasta and veal at Sergio’s in Dallas—that’s Italian! For an outstanding Sunday brunch, put your stock in Austin’s Green Pastures.
Mozart and Beethoven made an appearance, but Johann Sebastian was the guest of honor at Victoria’s annual Bach Festival.
Texas’ rural Wends take time from chores to attend St. Paul’s Lutheran in Serbin; vacationers on Padre Island take time from play to attend an open-air mass at St. Andrew’s by the Sea.
Those luck Arabs, with all that oil! The only problem, as a Saudi finance minister points out, is that oil is all they have.
Poor Houston.
Michael Mewshaw reopens the case of a boyhood friend who murdered his parents’ Rober Shattuck reexamines the story of the Wild Boy.
Four years ago we brought you the Best of Texas. Now we do it again— only better.
When black militant Lee Otis Johnson got out of prison his old friends welcomed him with open arms. Later, some of them wished they hadn’t.
Where else but the Galleria could you find a lavender lace Western dress, a Persian turquoise necklace, and Texas’ most expensive potato chips?
Reading Big Oil’s annual reports for the truth about profits is a little like drilling for oil in the Baltimore Canyon: you know it’s there, but how deep will you have to go to find it?
They’re delightful, they’re delovely, they’re delicious.
Have you ever wondered what Houston and Dallas look like to tourists? A Gray Line Bus is the perfect way to find out.
Houston could forfeit the world’s largest convention; Mutscher loses—again; real estate empires totter; the growing ambitions of Bob Bullock.
Skyscrapers and front porches, sex on the border and at the table, animals assailed and saved.
Weathering a year-long drouth in South Texas; Harlingen’s cute little, uh, body builder; adversaries in the bilingual education battle don’t speak the same language; Bastards from Hell terrorize Houston.
The rebus factor.
He came to Austin, Texas, with a guitar on his knee.
The Guadalupe River is beautiful, inviting, and treacherous.