Word: dryad
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...reflects a surprising level of sophistication. She embodies Kitri’s coquettish character beautifully; Madrigal, though less magnetic, also has his chance to shine, exploding on the stage with an incredible series of leaps and turns in Act I. Kathleen Breen Combes, the most delicate member of the Dryad trio in Act II, brilliantly executes a series of turns in her variation. Act II, in general, is the most traditional portion of the performance, characterized by long synchronized sequences with several rows of dancers. The corps commands less of the stage than in the first act, but nonetheless compels...
Thayer's wile, Ethel--Norman and Ethel, now there's a pair of old folk's names--is utterly sunny. As Ethel. Hepburn, is a sort of superannuated dryad, prancing in the woods, picking berries, skinny-dipping and crooning paeans to nature. By no means an airhead. Ethel happily flips the birdie at a passing motor cruiser that ploughs by the Thayers' canoe. Moreover, she knows Norman is not the crotchety old coot he appears. Rather, he is a wonderfully warm fellow who happens to be obsessed with death. Norman and Ethel are, of course, very much in love...
...elected to the Royal Navy Club, which had been founded in 1775. To be a member, you have got to be a commander, captain or admiral who has commanded one of Her Majesty's ships. At the Silver Jubilee dinner in the splendiferous Naval Navigational School, H.M.S. Dryad, 200 senior officers were around the table when Charles got up to make the keynote speech. He said: "I'm the youngest person here. I've just come from sea to tell you that very few of you, if any, know what my generation is thinking." He went...
...worse than bad thought and bad poetry, The Tree Witch is bad drama. Four men have captured a dryad. Frightened of this child of light, they ask the help of three women (known as the Aunts) in crushing the dryad. A series of attacks are made on the dryad, in the course of which it becomes drearily apparent that the Aunts and the dryad are struggling for the souls of the men. Finally, predictably, the Aunts are recognized as the Furies (surely, after Eliot and Sartre, the old ladies deserve a rest) and, forced to a choice...
...speaking under theatrical conditions), one, at least, did not know his lines. I have no objection to letting the audience know what is happening by means of large signs, but they need not have been carried on and off by an overweight female in slacks. Finally, Deborah Steinberg (the dryad) deserves some praise for her voice, but an attractive young girl cannot become a tree witch simply by taking off her shoes and putting on a green dress...