Word: epical
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Clash: Sandinista! (Epic). Shots below the belt of the body politic by a band that never misses...
...framed by imperfect reminiscences by the gloriously withered contemporaries of John Reed '10 and Louise Bryant, Reds is a soft sell. It gets by with the hoariest cliches of Hollywood romances by understating them, and by distracting the audience with small matters like a revolutionary war. This is an epic without scope: intelligent, ironic, and ultimately unambitious, despite the $30-million price tag and a nation of Finnish extras. And it perfectly reflects the interests and temperament of its director, co-scenarist and star, Warren Beatty...
...PEOPLE who have read the opening passage of Barbara Tuchman's epic The Guns of August will soon forget the grandeur of Edward VII's funeral procession. The vision of nine European monarchs--braided, plumed, with "crimson sashes, and jeweled orders flashing in the sun," riding abreast through the palace gates--is so splendid that the reader, like the crowd, waits in hushed and admiring awe. This is history at its best, some say--a vision so powerful and majestic it transports the reader to the streets of London on that crisp May morning, 1910. Through her detailed and evocative...
...last chorus, a pirate sidekick appears with a small bird-cage, which the king solemnly takes up and proceeds to give the broadsword treatment. To the chorus's strains of "hurrah for the pirate king," the song concludes with the king in an epic pose, with his new weapon, holding it above his head in an outstretched arm, completely oblivious to the fact that it is not Excalibur. It is an inspired and unprecedented touch that instantly reveals the winsome befuddlement of a buccanneer who refuses to plunder orphans and yields at once when Queen Victoria's name is involved...
Broadway congenitally hears more "voices" than Joan of Arc. Even before the Royal Shakespeare Company's epic production of Nicholas Nickleby opened at the Plymouth Theater on Oct. 4 for a three-month run, the voices of Mammon and Cassandra could be heard muttering their dire prophecies along Shubert Alley. Mammon said that no sane person would pay the unprecedented price of $100 a ticket. Cassandra moaned that 8½ hours in a seated position, with only a one-hour dinner break, was a spartan rigor that no human frame could endure. (Agreed Socialite C.Z. Guest: "The only...