Word: dervish
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Expecting a monochromatic street punk, the L.A. crowd got a dervish leaping on the tables, all arms and flailing dance steps, and a rock poet as well. In over ten years of playing tank-town dates and rundown discos, Springsteen has mastered the true stage secret of the rock pro: he seems to be letting go totally and fearlessly; yet the performance remains perfectly orchestrated. With his E Street Band, especially Clarence demons' smartly lowdown saxophone, Springsteen can caper and promenade, boogie out into the audience, recite a rambling, funny monologue about girl watching back in Asbury Park...
...lively scene, and funny at first, from the back row. Nothing too ominous until I noticed that there were virtually no women there. And dashing behind in the darkness a little dervish preppie-looking kid speeding round corners like Underdog then jumping into wild blissful Snoopy-leaps. Must have been drugs...
...show-business dynasty. Besides stage revivals, there was a television series in 1949, and now a third movie version of The Front Page is out. The first film was produced in 1930, almost as soon as Hollywood found its tongue. It starred Pat O'Brien as Hildy Johnson, dervish of the deadline and past master of the fictitious fact, and Adolphe Menjou as his congenially mean-spirited editor, Walter Burns. Ten years later Howard Hawks changed the title to His Girl Friday, casting Gary Grant as Burns and Rosalind Russell as a female Johnson. Hawks made the pair...
...little Jew boy on the make," someone tells young Duddy Kravitz. He has already been called the kind of "cretinous little moneygrubber who causes anti-Semitism," so there is clearly something in Buddy's dervish anxiety to succeed that rubs people the wrong way. It can be said, too, in favor of this sharp, funny movie that Buddy's desperate acquisitiveness is not sentimentalized or apologized for. It is only well understood...
...from hard up. Father of a daughter, grandfather of three, he shuttles between his Hollywood offices and a home in the Burbank hills and weekends at a house overlooking the Pacific, which he shares with Dorothy, his wife for 35 years. But he longs to return to the dervish comedy and captivating anarchy of his earlier cartoons. After all, he explains, "those characters are extensions of myself -what I am or want to be." "·Jay Cocks