ArsTHE MICHIGAN DAILY rts & Entertainm ent Wednesday, February 16, 1977 Page Five 'Madeat', McBrideI fill Ark weekend By WENDY GOODMAN "Irish Rover", also the name and MIKE TAYLOR of a boat that brought many 'fHURSDAY NIGHT is "local Irish to the United States, was night" at the Ark coffee McBride's opening number; house; last Thursday evening's right from the start, the audi- Peter "Madcat" Ruth perform- ence was singing along with ance was no exception to that him. He went on to sing suchI rule. If the local flavor wasn't traditionals as "Dick Darvy, the evident when Madcat, Ann Ar- Cobbler", "Farewell to the life bor's incredible mouth harp of a Rover", "Ramblin' Robin", player, adapted a line of Woody and "Finnigan's Wake". How-! Guthrie's "Goin' Down the Road ever, McBride also performed a Feeling Bad" as "IHuron River fair share of tunes not gener-. Water Tastes Like Turpentine"; ally familiar in this corner of and if it still wasn't absolutely the world. These songs includ- clear when he complained in ed an Irish version of "Froggie one of his blues numbers, "I Went a Courtin"', "Red Haired, had to walk clear down to Vil- Mary", "Bosker", and "Keep lage Corners . . .", then you ;Ahe Smoke from Rishing, Bar- just had to know when he nev". moaned he was going to "lay "This is my favorite song-. my head down on a Railroad at the moment anyway" re- line, let some Ann Arbor freight marked McBride as he lainched train pacify my mind". into "the most powerful anti- As if playing the guitar and war song I've ever heard". an assortment of harmonicas Writte' by Scotsman Erik Bo- wasn't enough, Madcat vowed gel. "And the Band Plaved the large crowd with a penny Waltzing Matilda" tells the story whistle, -a Mexican bird whistle, of Alstralia's narticipation in jews harp, moraccas, and a tele- World War I. "In five minutes phone. His songs ranged from flat, we were all blown to hell a couple by John Prine, to some . . the armless, the legless, credited to Little Feat, Mad- the blind, the insane" were cat's favorite rock band, to one snnme of the lvrics, which con- Danny O'Keefe's tune. He sang clde, "and the yomg peonle a lot of blues and also gave "k whnt are they marhin what he described as a "differ- for, and T a'ked myself the ent" version of Hedy West's '500 sam"e ollestion." Miles." It had a 5/4-tempo to it; "I don't know how it's s'nosed to go. I guess that'sthe '- folk process", Madcat explain- ed.a Rocky: By M\ICHAEL BROIDY Rocky, playing at the Fifth1 Forum, is a charmingly grimy' and ultimately beautiful storyI of a likeable two-bit Philadel- phia boxer who, through a fairy' tale-like sequence of events, gets a crack at the heavyweight championship.; Sylvester Stallone, a young ac-; tor whose previous claim to1 fame had been a few low-budg-, et exploitation films (like Lords! of the Flatbush and Death Race 2000), portrays the title charac- ter, Rocky Balboa - a punchj drunk boxing reject, scorned by, his trainer (Burgess Meredith)1 and initially rejected by the girl he so desperately tries to! woo (Talia Shire). In the course of the film, how-I ever, things begin to change for1 our hero: Rocky's perseverance. finally pays off as he' breaks through the girl's shy, spinster- ish shell to reveal a maiden who becomes Rocky's inspiration., ROCKY'S BIG CHANCE ar-: rives when a Muhammed Ali- type character called Apolloi Creed (Carl Weathers, a former boxer) sets in motion a Bicen- tennial hype to end all hypes-; a chance for an unknown box-' Sensitive tale role. He displays an intense without'ever losing sight of the feeling for the character (he storybook nature of the film. He even nicknamed him the Italian is expertly assisted by James Stallion-Stallone is stallion in Crabe's appropriately seedy Italian). Rocky is one of the cinematography which nicely most beautifully realized per- captures the shabbiness of sonages of the past few years Philadelphia's underbelly. and Stallone deserves credit for THE PERFORMANCES are not only his wonderful perform- uniformly superb. Burgess ance, but for a screenplay that Meredith is poignant as, Rocky's manages to be artistic without trainer, a man who is reju- detracting from the simplicity- venated by Rocky's new-found of the story and characters. His goals; Carl Weathers is appro- screenplay is funny, touching, priately haughty and overcon- sometimes bitter;- Rocky's hulk- fident (but stilf ikeable), as the- ing, inarticulate, awkward fa- boxer who discovers'he may cade encases an intelligence and have gotten more than he bar- sensitivity that is capable of gained for; and Talia Shire is good deeds that go unapprecia- convincing as the spinsterish ted (when he tries to dissuade Plain Jane who is transformed a young. girl from becoming the by Rocky's love into an inspir- neighborhood whore, he is ing beauty (I told you it was thanked with a "Hey, Rocky! a fairy tale). Screw you, creepo!"). But the film really belongs to Rocky marks a high point in Sylvester Stallone, who not only director John Avildsen's ca- wrote and stars, but also chore- reer'. Like his star, Avildsen's ographed the climactic boxing beginnings were modest to say match, a most powerful se- the least (his first few films quence where each blow lands were semi-pornographic cheap- like an uppercut to our own ies) until he directed the in- jaws; it is a scene that leaves expensive but fascinating Joe audiences cheering wildly. Stal- and the undeservedly ignored lone gives the film its heart and Save The Tiger In Rocky, provides its audience with a touching, exciting, and highly Avildsen displays a thorough enjoyable experience. --~-.-.-- ...,~d er to fight the reigning champ' Co;Iv Photo by ALAN BiLINSKY Actors in the Eleventh Hour Players' version of "A Day in the Death of