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There are 100,000 known Shulmaniacs currently at large in the U.S. This cultish tribe spends easy ($3.50 per spindly copy of Rally Round the Flag, Boys!) and laughs easy-at soggy puns, campus wheezes, G.I. antics and leering badinage about the hot-and-cold war between the sexes. As a humorist, Max (Barefoot Boy with Cheek) Shulman is a kind of roadhouse Wodehouse, a breezy, rattlebrained funnyman whose books can and probably should be read with...
...book's portrait of a marine in the making suggests that Author Russ subscribes to the cultish concept of the Corps as a breed of supersoldiers. Once in a while, the swagger of transparent egoism royally fouls up Author Russ's prose: "I'm also not going to think too hard about why I volunteer for everything. And I'm not going to think too. I'm not going to think. I'm not going to. I'm not going...
...painter turned psychoanalyst, and George's wife, whose mind is an ambush out of which Freud continually jumps ("Can't the Cross be a phallic symbol?"). All the "malefactors" are somewhat mystified by one of their hellcat playmates from the old Paris days, who has dropped their cultish enthusiasms, become a Roman Catholic, and is running a kind of cooperative flophouse hostel for Bowery bums. Tom pooh-poohs this project and is much more susceptible to a cocktail houri and budding lady poet named Cynthia Vail, who shows him a few of her lines...
...reasons are not hard to find. Thomas returned to poetry what people used to expect of it: joy. His work was sometimes tortured and anguished. It could be obscure-not obscure in a deliberate, cultish manner, but in the sense that an excess of color can produce darkness. But far the larger part of his verse is ebullient, drenched with sight and sound, rich in haunting new language fed from old and sparkling springs...
...Johnson Sweeney, a knowledgeable critic and an energetic man-about-museums (he has arranged exhibitions in Venice, Paris, London and Sao Paulo, served as Director of Painting and Sculpture for Manhattan's Museum of Modern Art). When Sweeney took over the Guggenheim 18 months ago, it was a cultish temple of nonobjective art. Its paintings were mainly second-rate German abstractions which looked like the products of a well-sterilized laboratory. Enclosed in fat, silvered frames, they hung in an atmosphere of pearl-grey carpets and Bach suites dripping from hidden amplifiers. Sweeney changed all that. He found...