Bill Clinton and Al Gore, in the hopes of getting the latter elected, have blown air kisses to John Sweeney and the Seattle mob, and the Republican Congress, shifty-eyed and blow-dried, its wet thumb in the air, has performed little better.

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The gun itself is a little more than a pretext and a lot less than a symbol: it serves mostly to get her involved in the mysterious life of her across-the-street neighbor, Skippy (James LeGros), a scruffy, shifty-eyed young man who has a big crush on her.

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