Word: brutuses
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...Satan wears a feather crown. But in general it was the noble Indian who would predominate. He became decorative in the late 17th century and positively rococo in the 18th, peering from cartouches, dallying under formalized palms. The ideas of Rousseau transmuted him into a red-skinned Cato or Brutus garbed in instinctive rectitude. And as he began to perish along the white frontier, the theme of racial destruction in a wild, vast landscape evoked lamentations from romantic artists who had never been there-especially from Delacroix, whose Les Natchez, 1824-35, is an American cousin to his Massacre...
...mishmash of double talk that praises love as a viable alternative, somehow sounds funnier than it really is, but "Caesar's Wife" by Peter Homans and Bill Johnsen, which has a whining Sissela Bok complaining about all those cocktail parties and privately longing to be married to "a Brutus," is right on the mark. "Tarts of the Arts"--by Paul Rosenberg and Ted Trimble--takes its cue from a familiar situation--a jaded senior, unable to find inspiration in his term paper, thinks back to "that night four years ago in Greenough" when three sleazy muses wrapped in feather boas...
...Stoppard's first stage hit, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. The Establishment again beckoned; the RSC had asked Wood four times before he agreed to join them. To his relief, "they accepted me completely." The RSC is now home. He can do what he wants: an iconoclastic Brutus in 1972, then the suave, icy Sherlock Holmes last year. The company even helped him buy a house. Now he has moved his wife Sylvia and their three children to the mellow-stoned Cotswolds town of Chipping Camden, where walking down the street is "like listening to Mozart-organic, inevitable...
...less out of commission--a physically huge man, stuck behind a small desk in a tiny Boston law firm--far removed from the power scene that he once ruled. He's mellowed now too, given to reminiscing about his past triumphs, his friends, and most of all his final Brutus-like undoing at the hand of the liberals on the city council...
...Stage/West cast is competent without being proficient, though Rombola's Cat has a disarmingly baffled naiveté and Scott's Memphis-Cleopatra is both perky and voluptuous. As of now, Marcus Brutus is more than a first draft and less than a finished drama, but certainly worth the doing as an intriguing work in progress...