Word: doreen
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Mademoiselle Magazine has announced that the following Radcliffe students have been appointed to their College Board: Cathleen J. Cohen '66; Jennifer I. Downey '67; Heather J. Dubrow '65; Susan Engelke '65; Kathleen M. Falco '65; Doris-Lynne Garter '66; Doreen M. Hazel '66; Madelyn Jamison '66; Faye Levine '65; Anne Mihelich '66; Margaret E. Rashbaum '66; Miranda C. Sampsell '65; Monyean C. Scott '66; Linda M. Townsend '65; and Barbara D. Underwood...
...Private Ear deals with three young members of London's lower middle class, and the story it tells is far from new. Ted, modern and ambitious, and Bob, anachronistic and romantic, spend an evening with Doreen, a silly little stenographer. Bob's dreamy, "sensitive" chatter only confuses Doreen, and naturally she prefers Ted. Finally, she leaves. That's all: boy meets girl, boy loses girl. Everything except boy gets girl, which, presumably is the message of the play: Naive romantics never get what they pine for. Shaffer's plot is senile and his satire is unsubtle and too familiar...
Except for Foster in The Public Eye, the acting is uniformly good. Geraldine McEwan (Doreen and the accountant's wife) helps both plays during slow moments with her sense of timing and expressive face. The fault is not with the actors or director; there is simply not a great deal they can do to improve the disastrous Private Ear and the abortive Public...
...Wasn't you ever a member of a gang?', and I told her no. And then she kept asking me things, you know, chapter by chapter. I kept saying no, and she got more and more upset. Finally, just to make her happy, I told her that the Doreen Ellsworth story was autobiographical. So she says, 'I knew that was autobiographical--did you ever love a girl the way Richard Pierson loved Doreen Ellsworth?' And, you know, then she started in. What can you do? Some people just want to believe things very badly...
Road run by a painter so suspicious of success that he jumps out the window and runs for it when rich art patrons come to buy his paintings. Here Harry has his moment of selfdiscovery: "For better or worse, I am a bourgeois. Doreen made some tea. Presumably, she had known it all along...