Word: drawled
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Giuliani, too, does a fine job of capturing Amanda’s fading beauty, though her fast talk makes her lines sometimes difficult to follow. When she intentionally slips into a Southern drawl halfway through the play, her performance improves greatly...
...then, hinges on the audience’s ability to empathize—even if only slightly—with Peck. Cohen achieves this with his haunting performance, making the abusive uncle more man than monster. His Peck is undeniably creepy, especially when delivering lines with his slow Southern drawl, but he is also unexpectedly kind and gentle. It is not hard to see why Li’l Bit—often dressed as Peck’s visual counterpart in one of many clever and appealing outfits by costume designer Adrienne Carlile—might have found companionship...
...American dream, unrequited love, and two tragic deaths is Fitzgerald’s humor. Shepherd manages to draw out the wit and sarcasm of the narrator, capitalizing on dramatic pauses and pointed glances at the audience. As he reads Fitzgerald’s exposition aloud, his earnest and deadpan drawl meshes well with the reflective musings of Midwesterner Nick, and Shepherd is instantly likeable—a necessary quality for an actor who will be speaking nearly non-stop for six hours...
...music is forceful and angry as an electric guitar pounds out a progression identical to that found on the punk-metal band System of a Down’s 2001 hit single, “Chop Suey,” and Wayne’s slow, aggressive, auto-tuned drawl recalls Marilyn Manson. On top of this, Wayne tells an unbearably trite story about high school in disappointingly simplistic language. Explaining how his feelings for the prom queen were never returned, Wayne whines, “She didn’t realize she chased the type of guys / That don?...
...failed at matching their individual musical strengths with the different moods of the album. Specifically, Gibbard’s sensitive and delicately emotive voice is best suited to melancholy and thoughtful melodies. By contrast, Farrar’s deeper, rougher twang enlivens gritty, hard-up tracks, but his nasally drawl drags down slower paced songs, making them sound whiny, not wistful. On the whole, this album, though fortified by a few well-crafted tracks, fails to adroitly engage its source text and the vocal talents of its creators...