Word: bit
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...poet once warned that the world would end not with a bang, but with a whimper. A similar fate awaited the final theatre column for this magazine--or so I feared. A little research proved how misinformed I was. Most of the offerings are a bit offbeat--no classic Broadway musicals this week. But the original, off-the-beaten-track nature of these shows should make them an especially welcome break from three-month--old lecture notes. And you deserve a break today, or on one of these days crammed with papers and review sessions and lab writeups. The people...
...hated the dialogue, by F.C. Burnand. Gilbert also wrote to Sullivan, modestly suggesting that he, Gilbert, would make a much better collaborator. The rest is history. Based on a Victorian play, the opera is only forty minutes long; the show that precedes it, called Good Evening, runs a good bit longer. But you won't be bored, believe me, because the humor of the British comedy team of Peter Cook and Dudley Moore, who originally wrote and performed in this two-man show, is nothing short of infectious. Cook and Moore were part of the original Beyond the Fringe group...
...aforementioned Cox and Box, two original musical revues premiere at Kirkland and Lowell Houses. The Kirkland show, called Four Play, plays May 12, 13, 14, with two shows on the 12th and 13th. The musical is about college theatre, appropriately enough. Lowell's revue, entitled Riches, is a bit wider in scope; it presents several ballads dealing with young women and the coming-of-age process. Performances are this Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, with two Saturday show. Riches is free; tickets for Four Play are available at the door...
...meet you, good to meet you," he replied, beckoning to a nearby security guard to escort the young admirers to the exit. "You know, from an early age, I didn't get no respect--no respect at all. Not from my parents, not from my dog; the mailman bit me; the teacher wouldn't put me in the corner, only because she kept me away from sharp objects; my mother...
...dawned rather crunchingly on me last week that, after eight soft months on the Harvard Nieman dole, I too am going to be shipped out soon--back into that nervous, fumbling brigade they call "the press corps." Shipped out a bit more flaccid than I'd like to admit. A bit more worried about my role; confused about my credentials as a critic of the American scheme...