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May 25, 1992: Short Takes
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TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1992
May 25, 1992 Waiting For Perot
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<source>Time Magazine</source>
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REVIEWS, Page 73
Short Takes
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<p> CINEMA
Smoking Gun, Nonstop Excess
</p>
<p> It's sweet of Murtaugh (Danny Glover) to keep pulling
unlighted cigarettes out of his partner's mouth. Since the cops'
lives are a nonstop succession of explosions, fire fights and
car chases, lung cancer is probably the last thing Riggs (Mel
Gibson) needs to worry about. The last thing the makers of
LETHAL WEAPON 3 worried about was a complex story -- it's simply
about stolen guns. The idea was to push the action to a level
of excess where it turns parodistically comic, and this is done
expertly. They've brought back Joe Pesci as a goofy cop buff,
added Rene Russo as the love interest for Riggs -- a policewoman
as crazily brave as he is -- and made a cheerfully amoral movie
that cannily caters to and satirizes our passion for cinematic
violence.
</p>
<p> POP MUSIC
Digging Deeper
</p>
<p> Brazilian musician Sergio Mendes captivated U.S. audiences
in the 1960s by adding a light bossa-nova flavor to pop tunes
like The Look of Love. But today's record buyers, their tastes
enlivened by the spicier fare of Jamaican reggae and South
African mbaqanga, demand more authentic sounds. In his new
album, Brasileiro, Mendes digs deeper into his musical roots to
produce a down-home sampler ranging from a lively baiao -- folk
music from Brazil's northeast -- to an off-beat Bahian-style
rap. There are lots of leisurely sambas too, but the best
selections are those on which drummers from Rio's samba schools
burst into the explosive rhythms that provide the sound track
for the city's joyous carnival.
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<p> OPERA
Minimal to the Max
</p>
<p> Librettos have been constructed out of some unlikely
material -- Gertrude Stein's poetry, ancient Sanskrit texts --
but never have the words been so, well, unwordy as those for
Atlas, a new opera by the minimalist composer-singer-dancer
MEREDITH MONK that was performed last week in Brooklyn. La la
la and Hay yo, Hay yo are just two of the "arias" in this tale
of an explorer named Alexandra (Monk), who travels to the roof
of the world with a handful of intrepid companions and finds
both adventure and, in the end, herself. An offbeat but
sophisticated hybrid of simple chord changes, birdlike
ululations, soaring vocalises and stylized dances, Atlas is the
apotheosis of Monk's decades-long quest for artless simplicity.
</p>
<p> BOOKS
Jokey But Not Funny
</p>
<p> Writing is a simple, rhythmic exercise, like hitting a
major-league curve ball, and sometimes you go 0 for June. The
usually peerless Larry McMurtry, author of Lonesome Dove and The
Last Picture Show, two funny, sad, marvelously human novels
about the Southwest, misses badly with THE EVENING STAR (Simon
& Schu ster; $23). The new novel, a sequel to Terms of
Endearment, is big, flabby and aimless. It picks up Terms'
Aurora Greenway in her 70s and deals lengthily with the
impotence of her 80-year-old lover, who has taken to exposing
himself. There's more, equally jokey and unfunny. Before the
book's midpoint, the reader asks himself the question that
should have occurred to the book's editor: Why am I spending
time with these people?
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<p> TELEVISION
Shoe Business
</p>
<p> "He made love like he worked on the street -- tender as a
jackhammer." So goes one of the loonier entries in the RED SHOE
DIARIES, a woman's account of her steamy affair with a
construction worker who moonlights as -- no kidding -- a shoe
salesman. The woman (Brigitte Bako), torn between the hunk she's
secretly sleeping with and the hunk she's engaged to, has just
committed suicide, and her fiance reads the journal after her
funeral. That pretty much wraps up the plot of this Showtime
movie, directed by soft-core wizard Zalman King (9 1/2 Weeks,
Wild Orchid). The film's heavy-breathing style -- sensuous
slow-motion, arty dissolves, fetishistic close-ups -- is too
studied to be erotic, but there's one thing in its favor: it
looks like nothing else on TV.
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