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...opened in New York, show his total involvement with contemporary events. His pictures betray a thoroughly contemporary drive to discover what is true about the events, without irony or prejudice of the old or the establishment. Students, arm in arm, stream into his focus--proud stances and spaces of chest mixed with really frightened glances and hesitant gestures. These are the most important and eloquent pictures I have seen of Paris, capturing the motion and excitement as well as the ambiguity. Cartier-Bresson would be the one to take them...
...Ludke was found dead on a friend's hunting preserve near Trier in the Eifel Mountains, a fist-sized wound in his chest, his Mauser rifle, loaded with dumdum rounds, across his legs. Accident? Ludke was an avid hunter and too experienced a rifleman. Suicide? The Trier district attorney's office thought so, but it did not rule out murder. There was nothing in Ludke's record to indicate a likelihood of treason, but the federal prosecutor's office left open the possibility that he had spied for a foreign power...
...felt a special kinship with the stylized artifice of Chinese design. Chinese porcelain was admired for its curvilinear grace, and mantelpieces and niches were filled with delicious Meissen and Chantilly imitations of Chinese styles. One of the most striking objects in the Wickes collection is the great black Chinese chest that London craftsmen lovingly set on legs of gilded wood. When the stateliness of the baroque era gave way to the studied insouciance of the court of Louis XV, chests took on a kind of portly gentility, as witness the gilt-trimmed rococo commode in Wickes' salon...
...towering match for the Almighty. From the moment when he first springs to life in Faust's laboratory, it is readily apparent that this is a Devil who bursts with the power of his own evil. He taunts God endlessly, even pulling an arrow brazenly from the chest of a statue of St. Sebastian to make wine flow from the wound. The new Faust might even be called Mephistopheles, so outrageous is it in its affront to operatic tradition. Yet it works because its theatrical departures are brilliantly conceived and its characters, for once, are almost believable...
...triumph over adversity, as Nat Hentoff programs it in I'm Really Dragged but Nothing Gets Me Down, is going from resentment to resistance. The book is an attempt to put a little chest hair on that artificial category of literature known as "young-adult novels." Hentoff injects such themes as Viet Nam, racism, generation gap, civil rights, drugs, black rage, white guilt and, for old times' sake, a touch of antiSemitism. Sex is still a nono, although the vocabulary is raunched up with such words as "bastard," "damn it," and "hard...