Can Morning News keep its hands clean--while getting personal? The Dallas Morning News has stepped into the personals business--including "900" numbers, as well as "men-seeking-men" and "women-seeking-women" advertising. After years of shying away from a realm it clearly considered too controversial--the ads offended some advertisers and readers--the News has made...
As some front pages informed us last week, the Warner-Lambert Co. has pleaded guilty to criminal charges and has agreed to pay a $10 million fine for hiding faulty drug-making processes from the Food and Drug Administration. The more typical front page--not to mention TV news program, where the motto...
No justice in DeSoto I just happened to pick up a copy of your publication in which you published an article titled "The Chief, The Scotsman, The Swindler, and The Killer" [November 16]. It is evident to me that the residents of DeSoto are the type of people who lock...
The shadow of marital infidelity falls dark and heavy over the theater, perhaps because that subject is particularly suited to the claustrophobic confines of the stage. Audiences can sit close to actors who piece together the tortured mosaic of betrayal and be forced to question their own boundaries of love...
The Devil's advocate Speaking to the Observer a year ago to promote the release of his two-CD retrospective Seducing Down the Door, John Cale was as eloquent and dizzying as his music--alternately poetic and blunt, approachable but only from a distance. He spoke of his initial reaction to Lou Reed's...
Today I wanna pay tribute to all the guys who are in love with ugly girls. The best thing about them is that they never know the girl is ugly, so it saves the rest of us from a lot of embarrassment in later life. She'll never find out that...
I wasn't much of a fan of Sean Penn's first effort as a writer-director, The Indian Runner. The film, a mood piece about a man's return from Vietnam and his big brother's attempts to understand him, had the kind of problems you'd expect from many freshman efforts; it was long...
thursday december 7 Malignant Redemption: Goethe's Faust legend has for centuries now served as a neat microcosm of humanity's search for experience beyond the physical realm. Its protagonist can be displayed as cocky or well-meaning, the antagonist as evil or fateful, but always, the action forces us to consider the...
The most graceful surrender award goes to Michele's. Giving in to the inevitable, the coffee-themed restaurant has changed its mind and its name. A caffeine pioneer, this funky, personable little coffee bar found the niche before behemoth Starbucks and wannabe Coffee Haus came to the 'hood. So, drop a syllable,...
They say a woman was refused a table at Star Canyon until the valet came in and whispered to the hostess that she was driving a red Porsche. All of a sudden, a table was available. They say a man who had been unable to get a reservation called Star...
No devil in Mr. Fisher Buzz was mesmerized by Neo-Democrat Richard Fisher's recent Viewpoint column in The Dallas Morning News: "Why I won't run against Phil Gramm for Senate seat." Fisher assures us that the Democrats think he's swell: "The president's chief political strategist, Dick Morris, called to tell me,...
Hailing Mary is not just a rote exercise for area artists honoring the Virgin of Guadalupe. In fact, the passion and intensity poured into spiritual art is all too evident in two local exhibits paying homage to the Virgin. The December shows also give ample evidence of the conflict between...
"Anything that we didn't record, we erased or got rid of, so there isn't that much outtakes...A lot of it is just alternate takes that we turned down, and they're bringing them back and calling them interesting takes. They're actually the takes we rejected. They could get a real nice...
"Pacific Rim" is a geographical term only in the restaurant trend-watcher's lexicon. For my own elucidation, I turned on the light-up globe left over from my son's pre-adolescent Age of Reason--the time when they want to know where everything is and how everything works--and let my fingers do the walking...
A small red car pulls up in front of the modest Oak Cliff house, its driver watching, waiting--this time for hours. It's a scene that's happened many times--and one that puzzles some of the neighbors, who don't understand why this nondescript home is such a point of fascination for those...
The wind kicks up suddenly and swiftly out of the south, sending dirt into the eyes and mouths of the dozen or so construction workers outside a Bronco Bowl that still looks abandoned. It's late November, more than a year after Danny and Tony Gibbs bought the venerable old Oak...
It is Tuesday. It is garbage day. More importantly, it is recycling day--at least in this North Dallas neighborhood, where once a week city sanitation workers travel the streets to gather old newspapers, plastic, and aluminum, all in the name of saving the environment. At least that's the way it's...
Judging the judge Your November 9 story ["The judge lawyers love to hate"] attempts to explain Judge Candace Tyson's low bar poll ratings. Miriam Rozen's investigative reporting suggests this is the result of the following: 1. She drives a Mercedes Benz; 2. She favors tight-fitting, brilliantly colored outfits of the...
Peace in Washington, peace (maybe) in Bosnia, the Dow hit 5,000, and now we've all stuffed ourselves with turkey and can start worrying about how to get everything done before Christmas. Not. Don't touch that dial and don't take your eyes off that sausage factory in Washington. The Republican budget...
Sin and redemption are the favorite themes of Janet Farrow, a skilled, intuitive adapter and a flamboyant, if sometimes overly mannered, director. Farrow imported her fierce love for classical literature from the American Shakespeare Repertory Theater in New York City to our arts-unfriendly city and created Classic Theatre Company five...
In the eternal debate between nature and nurture, saxophonist Joshua Redman might cause adherents from both sides of the argument to scratch their heads in wonder. On the one hand, he's the son of free-jazz saxophone legend and Fort Worth native Dewey Redman, whose tonal qualities and agility are certainly...
Son of Tupelo "Wilco sounds like Wilco, but Son Volt sounds like Uncle Tupelo." So said a member of Wilco before their astonishing show at the Sons of Hermann Hall on November 18, and he didn't mean it as an insult or even a boast, just as a declaration of...
