Word: bladed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Brancusi, at 74, still labors in a Paris studio, squeezing out streamlined shapes that merely puzzle most people. To the unsympathetic eye, his Bird resembles a propeller blade, his Torso of a Young Man looks like a drainpipe, and his Sculpture for the Blind is strictly for the blind. Walter Arensberg has one of the most respectable explanations of Brancusi's work ever offered. Brancusi, he says, sculps what Plato had in mind by the idea of form: "Plato's 'idea' is the archetype from which the infinite forms of nature derive...
Once upon a time there were 13 clocks that wouldn't run. A cold, aggressive Duke had killed time seven years before, wiped his bloody blade upon his beard, and left time lying there on the cold stones of Coffin Castle, bleeding hours & minutes, while he hurried off in search of a kitten to tear apart or a handsome young prince to feed to his geese...
...more pains over details than does Andrew Wyeth. If a picture is rich enough in detail, he figures, it can be dramatically simple in its overall effect. He once devoted three quarters of a painting to a grassy hillside, spent a month and a half brushing in each grass blade separately "to make it come toward you, that surge of earth." Perfectionist though he is, Wyeth does not aim to please. The warmth, charm and dazzle of color are foreign to him; so are rhythmic arabesques of line. Using egg tempera and tiny brushes, he paints mostly with dull browns...
...good idea in any Cyrano production-without muffling its lyricism or wit. By dramatizing Rostand's offstage action and breaking each scene into bits small enough for the camera to digest, he has given the picture unusual mobility for an adaptation from the stage. Among the additions: a blade-by-blade filming of Cyrano's duel with the cutthroats...
...Brattle production is perfect. As Mr. Posket, Arthur Treacher give a very funny performance, demonstrating his flair for pantomime. Wilson Hall looks a very gay blade in an Eton jacket, as the 19- year-old 14-year-old; and Paul Ballantyne and Peter Temple make an excellent pair as Colonel Lukyn and Captain Vale. Sylvia Stone only slightly over-plays the more difficult role of Mrs. Posket only a bit too broadly...