Word: barne
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...photography is well-printed but doesn't fulfill its potential. Like the rest of the show, it is strangely devoid of a visceral, emotional content. John Lewis's beautiful photograph of a girl seated in a chair on a summer lawn viewed from the darkened interior of a barn greets one with a well-organized and well-conceived balance of mood and effect. I also appreciated Cynthia Saltzman's fine picture of bathers climbing among seaside rocks. A dark, truncated male figure and the granular texture of the rocks gives the photo an engaging sense of imminence...
...easier to agree with them when pornography was young and reasonably clean-for instance, back in 1949, when Judge Curtis Bok inveighed against censorship. "I should prefer that my own three daughters meet the facts of life in my own library than behind a neighbor's barn," he wrote. But with pornography what it is today, parents may wonder whether their daughters are not actually better off behind the barn than in the library or at the movies. Even liberal Americans may want to set firmer limits on what their daughters-and sons-will be able...
...Ladies. On the afternoon of the battle some 150 Breed members assembled at a ramshackle barn they had rented as a "repair shop for cycles" in Brunswick, a farming community about 15 miles south of Cleveland. Next door the Rev. Robert C. Hilkert watched with understandable alarm as male members of the gang piled into their jalopies, pickup trucks and a gray hearse. He asked two of the Breed's "old ladies" why they were not going to the show. "Father," one replied, "we don't ask our men questions." Explained a local gang leader: "When...
...feel sorry for myself? Hadn't I just had the chance to eat chicken and hot apple pies at the Red Barn and send postcards of Syracuse to several friends, including my dog? Certainly. And who are the five Harvard guys in the car they've driven to Syracuse to feel cheated because the hockey team played five lousy periods...
Given the quirky necrophilia which taints Orton's reputation, I can be excused for writing a review which is actually an obituary. The Loeb Ex last week presented a very interesting production of Orton's Loot. In case you didn't see this play in that tomb-like barn of a theater, you should be reminded that the Loeb Ex is very much alive as a casual, but uncommonly vigorous forum for amateur theatrics. And this particular Loeb Ex company did an admirable job making Orton's coruscating wit work to its full potential as entertainment...