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...Broadway run in New York, Albee has deservedly won his third Pulitzer Prize. The play is about his adoptive mother, with whom he had a hostile relationship, yet the tone is reconciliatory, not spiteful. In an attempt to understand his mother after her death, Albee has created a flesh-and-blood portrait of a woman at the end of her life and the experiences which shaped...
That seems a cruel fate for the principle of world community made flesh with such high purpose. Roelof ("Pik") Botha, South Africa's Foreign Minister from 1977 to last year, still believes in the U.N. idea despite its shortcomings. Though the institution is "like a company that can't market its products and whose board members put their own interests first," Botha suspects that devolution of peacekeeping authority to the regional level could bring the same strengths as any corporate shake-up nowadays. Najman goes further. He thinks the U.N. will increasingly turn to "contracting" out its duties as dire...
...week, the HFA will challenge the limits of common decency in presenting their Flesh and Blood series--six films which over the last thirty years have achieved renown, justified or not, for their explorations of sex and violence. Not surprisingly, the series relies heavily on films from the '60s--"Blow-Up" (1966), "Vixen!" (1968), "Midnight Cowboy" (1969) and "I Am Curious (Yellow)" (1969)--but also includes 1973's "Last Tango in Paris" and 1994's "Natural! Born Killers...
...University undergaduate in the 1970s, he drifted into a yearlong crime spree of shoplifting, check forgery, housebreaking and bank fraud--following the mysterious disappearance of his father, who had been sent to jail for embezzlement. The writing is stripped-down Dostoyevsky ("My head itched. Cold sweat ran down my flesh...."), the overall effect as unnerving and oddly exhilarating as the life of a secret thief apparently was for the author...
This striking poem is the final realization of the book's rather cryptic title. In the end, the poet is left only with the "burned house" of her own, singular body, "holding my cindery, non-existent/radiant flesh. Incandescent...