Word: eye
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Over the past ten years, Tom Wolfe has set himself up as the Bugs Bunny of American journalism-a squeaky, impudent dandy with a glib eye for the lumbering victim. Toward the end of the '60s, New York appeared to be strewn with his targets, from rich Black Panther-loving liberals to the editorial staff of The New Yorker. It was also dotted with the lucky recipients of his approval: mayflies like Baby Jane Holzer, cultish ephemerids like Marshall McLuhan and social grotesques like the collector-exhibitionists Robert and Ethel Scull, all festooned in yards of Wolfe...
...yielded a different image. In 1960 it was Jackie Kennedy's finishing-school polish, later Twiggy's innocent charm and the tomboyish Ali MacGraw. But increasingly women refuse to accept anyone else's beauty package. Today the one standard left is the camera's unblinking eye. Margaux is a photographer's ideal, and despite the trend to diversity, hers is the face of a generation, as recognizable and memorable as Lisa Fonssagrives and Jean Shrimpton. When Margaux has her hair wet and slicked back, Photographer Francesco Scavullo thinks she looks Etruscan. Says Designer Halston...
Because of its architectural nature, Pepper's work is best when its scale is that of a small building. Her models and table-sculptures are as a rule no more interesting than ashtrays; there is not enough going on in them to hold the eye. Size is what makes them work, and when they are large, their internal structure of gusset and rib gives them a visual texture that they lack on the small scale. One needs to walk around them and clamber inside their angular crevices. The planes of steel, sliding briskly through space, need real-life perspective...
...Flynn (Jerry Orbach). This scarcely matters. What matters is the erotic poetry in motion that uncoils whenever Verdon and her sister in crime Velma Kelly (Chita Rivera) do their solos and duets. They pace the show with spunk incarnate. The chorus is jazzily bacchanalian, and Patricia Zipprodt's eye-riveting costumes swirl right out of a decadent Brechtian Berlin. Chicago is a cinch to take a bite out of the Big Apple...
...Class of 1975 is fairly traditional in its composition; its makeup geographically, economically, and socially is similar to that of preceding and succeeding classes. According to admissions office officials, who keep an eye on such things, it is, like all its predecessors and successors the smartest class ever to attend Harvard...