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Divorced. By Sue Lyon, 18, cine-nymphet (Lolitd) and teen tease (The Night of the Iguana): Hampton Fancher III, 26, sometime flamenco dancer, who was banned from the Iguana set for Lyonizing Sue; on grounds of mental cruelty; after ten months of marriage; in Santa Monica, Calif...
...delightful omnium-gatherum of the civilizations that have passed its way since Hercules rent Europe from Africa and made the Rock one of his Pillars. On the soft Mediterranean air, jasmine and mimosa mingle with the aroma of frying pescado and chips; from back alleys float shreds of flamenco music, tourist twist and the dogged strains of Methodist choir practice (Rock of Ages is a Gibraltarian favorite). Helmeted native bobbies impartially ogle vacationing English shopgirls, off-duty African belly dancers, and the Midwestern matrons among the 240,000 visitors who stop off there by sea each year...
SPAIN has the most satisfying pavilion of all: a well-wrought building where cool, shadowy interiors lead to bright, fountained courtyards, an art gallery where Goya and Velásquez hang cheek by jowl with Miró and Picasso. With a stageful of vibrant flamenco gypsies and a choice of fine restaurants touting "eels from the River Tagus" and "mushrooms from the caves of Segovia," Spain outclasses most other foreign and state pavilions, many of which offer nothing more remarkable than displays of consumer goods and models of jute mills...
SPAIN has the most satisfying pavilion of all: a well-wrought building where cool, shadowy interiors lead to bright, fountained courtyards, an art gallery where Goya and Velázquez hang cheek by jowl with Miró and Picasso. With a stageful of vibrant flamenco gypsies and a choice of fine restaurants touting "eels from the River Tagus" and "mushrooms from the caves of Segovia," Spain outclasses most other foreign and state pavilions, many of which offer nothing more remarkable than displays of consumer goods and models of jute mills...
...Guinovart still live in homage to their ancestral art. None is all that distant from Goya's black nightmare paintings. Their colors are gloomy or veiled. They rarely use oils pure from the tube but rather blend them with earths to make their impastos. They seem, like the flamenco dancer holding his head high while his feet stomp in the dust, trapped in a tragic, often elegant, dilemma between formality and earthiness...