"Doc" Holliday walks in out of the prairie dust. Kate Elder, now off the line and making a home, looks up from her work. "Hiya, bones," she says. Hello, bitch," he smiles.
Another western for swingers. Doc, Frank Perry's new film from a screen play by Columnist Pete Ham ill, is sup posed to pierce "the western myth's special heart of darkness."It covers all the familiar territory, right down to the gunfight at the O.K. Corral. But this time Holliday is not a tubercular dentist from the East turned gunslinger, he is an...
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