Word: cavorting
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...effervescence and the characters of the picnicking gods are set forth as explicitly as in a Roman pantomime, and one can easily see why Giulio had such an influence on Rubens and Poussin. Lusting, half-tipsy, bare bottomed and prone to fits of hilarity and rage, Giulio's Olympians cavort and cuckold one another across the walls to the accompaniment of all manner of phallic puns. When sword-brandishing Mars is seen pursuing Adonis, whom he has just caught in flagrante with his wife Venus, even the antique statues in the background display their truncated arms as a sign...
Characters from all three works cavort simultaneously amidst the vegetation of the Currier House dining hall's terrarium, wearing tie-dyed clothing (and tie-dyed faces) and uttering clever, non sequitur one-liners. A strobe light gradually speeds up throughout the play. In the background plays what sounds like Satan's own version of the score from Flute, diced and spliced, with an electronic drum track. Every half-minute or so, the music becomes so loud that the actors stop talking and start dancing...
...parody, he remints visual cliches, like the gloriously fake matte paintings of fairy-tale realms, and they are funny- lovely. As for the Princess Bride, she is flat-out lovely. Wright's grave blond beauty makes her the wedding-cake figure around which all the movie's clowns cavort. As you watch this enchanting fantasy, feel free to be thrilled or to giggle, as you wish. This time, Happily Ever After lasts 98 minutes...
...seen before. But as an immigrant herself, she is perhaps even more sensitive to the curious ways of her adopted country, silently indulgent of good old American exuberance, excess and, yes, glitz. Though millions of visitors gawked at her, perhaps no one looked quite closely enough. Let them cavort, she seemed to say with an imperceptible smile. Liberty may be proud, but she isn't haughty. Look again. Was that--could it have been--a wink...
After the initial voyeuristic thrill, Roeg's farce runs out of gas--and not only for lack of good lines. Unlike Tom Stoppard's dazzling Travesties, in which James Joyce and Lenin cavort without losing dignity, this film offends the myths it pretends to revere...