The Inside Story
Music lover.
Music lover.
As a doctor, Tony Seidenberg has become accustomed to death. Only this time it is different: he is the one who is dying.
Coal Miner’s Daughter hits true and false notes; Cruising goes sadly astray.
While the Pyramid Room in Dallas relies on pomp, two of its rivals in French dining are putting foot before pretension.
One man’s lifelong quest for the perfect recording of Mozart’s masterpiece.
Adventurous Methodists try the case against the Church; pallid Seventh-day Adventists try the worshiper’s patience.
Forgetting free trade, scrapping our factories, and other modest solutions to our economic troubles.
Roadside Geology of Texas makes traveling a rocky road fun. In the Shining Mountains finds nature tarnished, but The Spawning Run shows it unspoiled.
In a big fight you can outwit, outhit, or outlast your opponent. But you’d better not try to outeat him.
Docs, rocks, and flocks.
On its Houston stop, the Acting Company unpacked performances for Texas theaters to live up to. Austin’s Center Stage is in the know but lacks the how.
For Maxine, Texas’ leading gossip, life is all work and no playcation.
Texas witches need regulation; the Killer Bees sting again; a cloud hangs over the Contemporary Arts Museum; the feds insist that minority rules.
Baby boom, bum rap, race trap.
Del Monte gets steamed up over spinach; an entrepreneur’s scheme goes up in flames; Marlin takes the geothermal plunge; football is hot stuff in Mexico.
Ticket to write.
Black and brown.
The Marriage of Maria Braun marks a second honeymoon for the New German Cinema; it’s hard to see your way through The Fog; this American Gigolo is overpriced and underwhelming.
When the cable TV salesman comes calling, you should fully expect your city council to sell you down the river. Not that they mean to do it. It’s simply that history shows most city councils don’t know the first thing about cable. People who can barely figure out the briefs
Justices of the peace, maligned since the days of Roy Bean, don’t operate like other judges. But if lawyers want to get ride of them, they can’t be all bad.
Pedro Martínez, with only his Mexican heritage, a determination to work hard, and a desire for a better life, brought his family across the Rio Grande to find a home in a new land.
Horses are expensive, finicky, and a pain to groom. They are also irresistible.
In Texas the best way to get rich in cable television is to know just a little about TV and everything about politics.
Harmony begins at home.
Getting a memorial for Austin’s Viet Nam War dead began as a noble venture but ended in a trivial skirmish.
Pentecostal revivalists bask in the Spirit of the Holy Ghost; Muslims find solace in the will of Allah.
No news is bad news.
Gordon Baxter’s Village Creek is just barely navigable. Amado Muro was a bohemian before it was fashionable.
The USSR today wouldn’t tolerate the radical art that was nurtured during the Russian Revolution.
How Gordon McLendon stormed Texas with Top 40 . . . da doo ron ron.
The intricate underwater passages and pristine water of Jacob’s Well fascinate divers. Too often, the fascination proves fatal.
Actual photos! In living color! Incontrovertible evidence that kissing is fun!
We don’t know how you learned about the birds and the bees, but we’ll bet you learned about love the same way we did: from the movies.
The art of romantic osculation barely survived the jaded seventies. Now it’s time to rediscover the private delights and civic benefits of real kissing.
You learn one clear and not so very grim lesson by looking death in the face.
Fortunes, falcons, and folderol.
When big-time gymnastics came to Fort Worth, half the contestants were steely-eyed little girls with the bodies of children and the wills of fanatics.
Marlin sidetracks the Missouri-Pacific; school boards wrangle over the handicapped; two Texas Sports magazines slug it out.
Onward through the smoke, upward through defeat, backward through time.
Old what’s-his-name is the most powerful man in Texas; Simone Beck takes her culinary magic show on the road; duck hunters and conservationists battle over a marsh.
Name that cartoon.
Potty training doesn’t have to be the great bugaboo of raising children.
Love in Bloom.
The Electric Horseman got its wires crossed. Kramer vs. Kramer is an above-average film taken from a below-average novel.
Dallas Civic Opera is a grand old lady who knows her European opera. But sometimes she gets a little senile.
Preachers Robert Schuller and Rex Humbard have zeroed in on the modern way to reach a congregation: electronically.
Why Houston has the best schools in the state.
Eminent art critic Barbara Rose has assembled an exhibit of paintings of the eighties. Oh, yeah? Where did she get them?
My friend, you have come to the right place.
Beefing and chewing the fat about a rare pleasure that’s almost done for.