For a film about a bunch of young toughs, the boys in THE OUTSIDERS sure spend a lot of time crying. As far as I could tell when I watched part of it on TV the other night, not a single one of them ever shed a tear for their idiotic names. If I were known as Pony Boy, Two-Bit or Soda Pop, I would have some angst about it. Perhaps that is the reason they end up in the Greaser gang--their silly names forcing them into thug life--desperate to prove themselves against their ridiculous sobriquets.
Watching it, I felt like cranky old Mr. Griffin from my week at horse camp one summer. "Cry a little louder!"
Gang life is tough.
Horse Camp is tougher.
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