Word: broneer
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Nathan A. Haverstock '53, as the father, was outstanding for keeping his acting comprehensible and avoiding vulgar hamming. Paul T. Broneer '51 gave a reasonably smooth performance as the crafty slave...
Others in the cast include Paul T. Broneer '51, Nathan A. Haverstock '53, Marjorie Hill '53, Solomon Hurwitz '53, Roland F. Perkins '52, John E. Rexine '51, and Herbert L. Young '52. Hugh Amory '52 is director, and William J. Hotch '53 is business manager...
...long colonnade, sat in the bars at intimate little tables, danced or made music on ivory flutes for all who could pay the cover charge. These young women of Corinth were famous all over the classical world for their beauty and talent. They were not mere prostitutes, Professor Broneer says firmly. They were "Hetairai"-more like Japanese Geishas, trained in the arts and sciences, skilled in conversation. But the professor admits that from some of the taverns, staircases led to small rooms on the second floor of the building...
...Consul Lucius Mummius visited Corinth-with a Roman army. The legionaries looted the famous nightclub; they tossed the tables, dice, ivory flutes and drinking cups down the 33 wells (where Professor Broneer found them more than 2,000 years later). But the riotous spirit of Corinth survived. In 60 A.D., St. Paul reproved his little flock at Corinth (II Corinthians 12:20, 21): "For I fear," wrote St. Paul wearily, "lest, when I come . . . I shall bewail many which have sinned already, and have not repented of the uncleanness and fornication and lasciviousness which they have committed...
...last scene balancing a bottle of Schlitz on his head and drinking from a hot-water bag, even the most non-Roman audience cannot help laughing. John Rexine, the pimp, brandishes his curses and his whip as if he had done nothing else all his life, and Paul Broneer and Joe Dallett, as the dupe and his swaggering impersonator, are well-cast. The love scene between Arthur Millward and Brooks Emmons is a spicy reminder that the Romans weren't always dead...