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Slowly the young woman takes the hand; her serious eyes flicker. She steps into the ceric, womblike cavern, her expression rapt, her hand trembling with the match she holds. Her voice, her own breathing, echoes maddeningly in the cave's depths. Around her, she senses the force of the limitless universe, a power that is oppressive yet seductive--the spirit of "the real India...
Hanford, Wash. Already used as a depository for low-level radioactive wastes, the tract in southeastern Washington is owned by the Federal Government. Its disadvantage, in the view of environmentalists, is that it is in the Columbia Basin. The Energy Department proposes carving a cavern in the basalt rock some 3,000 ft. below the surface, and contends that the radioactivity could never seep into underground water sources or the river. Many job-conscious residents of the three nearby cities of Kennewick, Richland and Pasco were happy that their area remained under consideration. "We're better educated about nuclear...
...Angeles, the dead discos have been displaced. Gone are the glitterballs, replaced by giant video screens. Their new music? Ringing cash registers and everything from rap music to technopop. The First Avenue club in Minneapolis, for instance, attracts up to 1,200 patrons each night to its multilevel cavern of stages and dance floors, plus four giant screens and 15 video monitors integrated with computer graphics. A good club disc jockey keeps well ahead of radio, dropping a record when it starts getting air play. Says Deejay Roy Freedom: "The club is an escape. People want to hear something that...
...Henson-Oz trademark: a sense of giddy fun. Audiences nourished on the sophisticated child's play of the Sesame Street Muppets and the music-hall camaraderie of The Muppet Show may not be ready to relinquish pleasure for awe as they enter The Dark Crystal's palatial cavern. And they may not be alone. Miss Piggy would take one look at the place and order pink satin drapes. -By Richard Corliss
What detains the eye in a Welliver is, in part, his assertion of "abstract" readings within a very forthright and apparently realistic transcription of raw nature. Typically, his spaces are shallow and entangled. You are on the forest floor, in a cavern of green and gray, gazing at an almost impenetrable screen of slender tree-trunks, fallen branches, brush, lichens and rocks. There is no horizon line to offer visual release: just more forest, dappled and blotched with light. The surface is not oppressively congested-for at his best, in paintings like Late Light, 1978, or Shadow, 1977, Welliver...