Word: epical
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...SECOND PART of Escape Artist's trilogy, side two, provides moving anthems for Jeffreys' street heroes. "R.O.C.K." begins with a compelling piano solo by Roy Bittan, and, in epic style, thumping drums and guitar twangs descend. "R-o-c-k rock, it's sweeping across the nation," declares Jeffreys, again using the spelling tactic. "It's rescued me from a fate that's worse than death: just like a destiny, it gives me new breath." Music is inextricable from his existence; it is his escape art. The kids who have nothing else to live for play a battered instrument...
...century onward), they implied that his talent was godlike in a nearly literal sense: just as the creator of the physical world knows all the secrets of its structure, so Leonardo's insatiable curiosity and apparently tireless power of scrutiny and notation had raised his art to an epic level of knowledge...
...still seems epic to us. There can never be another Leonardo, because no man today can even hope to encompass as many of the available facts about the natural world and its contents within the frame of 20th century knowledge as Leonardo gathered within the frame of his own time. Such a man, today, would necessarily be the victim of specialization. But Leonardo knew more than anyone else in the late 15th century about statics, dynamics, hydraulics, geology, paleontology, optics, aerodynamics and anatomy. In the realms of craftsmanship, from the construction of domes and earthworks to the casting of cannon...
...secrets out of the Hearst fortress, perched pretentiously on a mountain over the Pacific just south of San Francisco, and probably too offended by the vulgarity of the story. Instead we have a new book by two California writers, Chaney and Cieply, a mere outline for the possible investigative epic of family and corporation. One almost always feels as if the door to the closet with all the skeletons were only opened a few inches. It's too short, rarely pausing to give us the feel of the newsrooms--and what madhouses Hearst newsrooms and editor's offices usually were...
SOMEBODY OUGHT TO WRITE a great book about the Hearsts; an epic that has everything. The saga cries out for one: the mining baron who provided the wealth; the son who created the papers and made a fool of himself in print for years; the five overshadowed sons and their spasmodic attempts to claim their heritage; the splashy comic-tragic climax of Patty spitting a debased radicalism in the family's face. They move from "Pop", as William Randolph Hearst is still called by his son, to pop radicalism, bank jobs, and Tommy guns in 50 years. Such a book...