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Humboldt's Gift by Saul Bellow: a saline picaresque of American literary life...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: THE BEST OF THE SEVENTIES | 1/7/1980 | See Source »

Even for great American prose writers, the theatrical muse has been a bitch. Henry James' and F. Scott Fitzgerald's plays were disappointments; Saul Bellow's The Last Analysis lasted less than a month. Thus Nobel Laureate Isaac Bashevis Singer and Collaborator Eve Friedman find themselves in distinguished company with Teibele and Her Demon, a "fable" for Broadway...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Comic Scrooge, Demonic Shlemiel | 12/31/1979 | See Source »

...Maugham, spinning yarns of jealousy and violence with the detached tone of a narrator who just happened to be on the scene when the gun went off. At other instances he is a Kafkaesque master of the parable. At still others he is as comic and trenchant as Saul Bellow: a pretentious artist declares, "I must create. This is a physical need with me." A writer who consents to meet with a wealthy vulgarian is enticed with promises: "In the other world, a huge portion of the leviathan and a Platonic affair with Sarah, daughter of Tovim. On this lousy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: God's Novel | 11/19/1979 | See Source »

...stage personalities as obnoxious as Brian McCue, Grace Shohet, and Fred Barton. With his pinched face and short catalogue of exaggerated expressions, McCue mugs like an eight-year old who wants a new tricycle; Shohet evokes Ethel Merman; Barton, the ham-handed piano player, thinks it's enough to bellow in a smug voice and grin idiotically like George Burns, jutting his prognathous jaw like a salient into the Comic Void...

Author: By Paul A. Attanasio, | Title: Dissertation on Roast Pig | 10/15/1979 | See Source »

...alumni need to loosen up, Janus says, and she's counting on the cheerleaders to get them going. Janus is a shouter at games. One Saturday afternoon she let out a particularly lusty bellow and a distinguished crusty alumni next to her glared. "Madam," he corrected, "It's not appropriate to shout...

Author: By Susan C. Faludi, | Title: V--I--C--T--O--R--Y | 10/15/1979 | See Source »

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