Between the Lines is more interesting for what it is than for what it is about, which is to say that it is a pleasant showcase for half a dozen talented performers rather than an overwhelming overview of the underground press or a compelling study of '70s disenchantment in '60s radicals.
In his interestingly reminiscent piece [see excerpt above], my esteemed colleague Clark Whelton indicated that he found the characters odious, but the point of the picture convincing. My reaction is exactly the opposite. I like most of the major characters, but they never seem to get anywhere. Perhaps, that is the point of the picture….
At the very least, Between the Lines...
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