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...surrenders it to her. The book's few strengths (the father-daughter conversations are well handled, the scenes with the divorce lawyers are vivid) are undermined by the seemingly endless barrage of cliched dialogue and boringly explicit sexuality with none of the grit of Ponicsan's earlier work like Cinderella Liberty and The Last Detail. In the end, Unmarried is tiresome, and worse, unimportant...
...early 1960s Maurizio Pollini of Milan, Italy, looked like the keyboard's most glamorous Cinderella since Van Cliburn of Kilgore, Texas, conquered Moscow. At 18, Pollini beat out a field of 78 to win the International Chopin Competition in Warsaw. He was promptly whisked off to recording studios in London, and the result-an LP of the Chopin Concerto No. 1-brought critical raves on both sides of the Atlantic. Concert bookings were thrust upon...
Once again, the finest college basketball teams have dwindled down to the Final Four. Once again, a few tenacious underdogs are asserting their claim to the top spot. But this year, the most engaging Cinderella team is none other than U.C.L.A. After Wooden retired as coach in 1975, the Bruins became merely mortal. But this year they are plainly back in contention. No longer the mighty lords of college ball, they are pretenders, nonetheless, a jerry-built squad that entered the championships with a so-so regular-season record of 17 wins and 9 losses. U.C.L.A. finished a humiliating fourth...
Life has rarely failed to give Meryl, who is 30, what she wants. "Mine is a Cinderella story all right," she says with a trace of self-mockery. She and her two younger brothers grew up in the leafy and comfortable exurbs of central New Jersey; her father was a pharmaceutical-company executive and her mother a graphic artist who did most of her work at home. "I didn't have what you'd call a happy childhood," insists Streep. "For one thing, I thought no one liked me . . . Actually, I'd say I had pretty good...
Rather than pretend that this material makes any naturalistic sense, Director Mark Rydell (Cinderella Liberty) shrewdly goes for broke. The Rose has the same visual excess and garish romanticism as the oldtime Technicolor backstage sagas. When Rose gets into a yelling match with her manager (a somewhat forlorn Alan Bates) or plays in bed with her pickup of a lover (a frisky, sexy Frederic Forrest), the closeups are steamy and relentless. When Rose lands by helicopter at her nighttime stadium concerts, it looks like the arrival of the mother ship in Close Encounters (both films were shot by Vilmos Zsigmond...