Word: cutely
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...play could, if necessary, be reduced to that epigram and a couple of others, equally trite but true. But Kanin does such a good job of sugar-coating his didacticism that it usually remains palatable, even enjoyable. His "gems of wisdom" come in the rough, as drunken wisecracks or cute malapropisms ("This country belongs to the people who inhibit it,") and it is only in the final scene that the play seems to turn into a high school civics lesson...
...quibble? Call it 100% Dead and be done with it. Indeed, the cute title, like the pop-art credits and the ironically intended voice-over narration are in effect mortuary cosmetology-attempts to give an illusion of life to a moribund turkey...
...Carrie is starting her Hollywood career at age 17. Unlike the star of such '50s films as Tammy and the Bachelor, Carrie is shunning the girl-next-door image with some four-letter dialogue. "We have the same facial flesh," says Carrie of her resemblance to mother. "Cute. Round and cute. I think the reason they wanted me to do the role was the contradiction between the looks and the language. People don't believe you said it." Could her mother get away with off-color dialogue too? "She could definitely get away with it," laughs Carrie...
Maybe it's the cheerleaders, who wouldn't be caught dead doing any sort of straight cheer. Harvard does not have a line of pretty coeds with pom-poms doing cute routines, but rather a casual bunch that stroll around on the sidelines giving an "H" and an "A", etc. now and then, but mostly clowning...
...York's Idlewild Hotel and an inch of Paul's bathtowel. "It was everything--you ate, drank, and slept Beatles. We used to have fights over whom to like better. I liked Paul--I thought he was the most wonderful person in the world. He was soooooo cute." Phyllis shows off her ring. It has a blinking face of Paul that says, "I'm Paul." "I really hated Jane Asher, Paul's old girlfriend. I still...