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...case-study cadets took over, blandly following Williams into the sexual badlands. From William Inge to Paddy Chayefsky, they gave their characters a good confessional cry, straightened out their kinky little complexes, and tucked them beddie-bye. These clinical gospelers of love enjoyed a vogue as long as playgoers were "yung and easily freudened," as Joyce once put it. But fashions are the autumns of ideas. Last season Murray Schisgal put all those clotted cliches into the mouths of three wackily soulful devotees of "adjustment" and "personal relationships," derisively labeled his play Luv, and the psychosexual...
...worried tutee and an energetic black dog, William Alfred doesn't look like a playwright. The subject is Andrew Marvell. "Read 'The Garden' again," he says to the tutee who scampers off in the direction of Leverett Towers. He walks into his house, patting the dog in the process. "Bye, Sparky," he says closing the door (which, incidentally, he rescued from an old Beacon Hill mansion because it was such a "lovely door"), then winks with his gaminlike eyes and says, "Watch him start barking again." He does, Mrs. Murphy, the housekeeper, is in a tizzy. There's the matter...
...worried tutee and an energetic black dog, William Alfred doesn't look like a playwright. The subject is Andrew Marvell. "Read 'The Garden' again," he says to the tutee who scampers off in the direction of Leverett Towers. He walks into his house, patting the dog in the process. "Bye, Sparky," he says closing the door (which, incidentally, he rescued from an old Beacon Hill mansion because it was such a "lovely door"), then winks with his gaminlike eyes and says, "Watch him start barking again." He does. Mrs. Murphy, the housekeeper, is in a tizzy. There's the matter...
...hung up on the number three: "He went home one evening and drank three cups of tea with three lumps of sugar in each cup, cut his jugular vein with a razor three times and scrawled with a dying hand on a picture of his wife goodbye, goodbye, good-bye." Even the Irish don't joke about the Trinity except in dead unearnest...
Miss Herter was in Madrid "to mail her trunk home and say good-bye to some friendsj" after finishing the term at Granada, according to her mother. She has since left for Lisbon and the beginning of a tour of Europe before returning to Cambridge in June...