Word: criticism
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Players are often baffled by the allusions that Neville Cardus, who usually lugs a good book along to the cricket field, chips into his cameo-chiseled reports on Britain's national game. Slight, myopic Cardus is probably the world's only cricket critic who also doubles in brass and woodwinds as a music reviewer. For 30 years, in covering his "strange dichotomy," first for the Guardian and now for the Kemsley newspapers (the Sunday Times, the Sunday Chronicle), Cardus has played a deft prose symphony of his own that weaves through both his fields the tonal majesty...
Inside Lights. Subbing for the first-string music critic, Cardus once heard a Russian tenor sing Nekrasov's The Wanderer. Wrote Cardus: "At the passage where we hear the piteous lamentation of the starving peasant, [his] face was as though a light had been turned down inside; at the cry 'Cold! Cold!' the cheeks . . . became sunken; the body contracted as though intensely chilled, the hands clenched, and, surely, the voice itself was pinched ... An eloquent animation, almost sculptural...
When Salvador Dali's ballet, Mad Tristan, opened in Manhattan in 1944, it provided one critic with "a 25-minute yawn." Most other balletgoers yawned, too, if not so long-windedly, and Mad Tristan flopped. Last week, the Grand Ballet de Monte Carlo had given it five performances in London. This time the madness proved catching...
...Novelist Rand sees it, the creative individual (Gary Cooper as a daring young architect) is threatened with extinction by the collective herd (Raymond Massey and Robert Douglas as the publisher and architecture critic of a powerful New York newspaper). Though photographed as if it were a titanic struggle between conflicting principles, what follows turns out to be a tussle between neurotic pinheads. At one point. Cooper dynamites several blocks worth of a housing project to assert his artistic integrity. Blowing hot & cold on Cooper's ambitions, Massey finally puts a bullet through his own head after commissioning Cooper...
...most engaging of any in U.S. writing. During the past decade his writings and utterances have tended toward peevish and irresponsible flailings of men and politics. But he has seldom hit below the belt and has never used the stab in the back. Whatever his justifications, he struck, as Critic Gerald Johnson once said, right between the eyes...