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...acts of Paul Robeson's Othello. Hopeless production but I like his great black booby face." Waugh also noted disapprovingly that Poet Edith Sitwell and her family lived on terms of "feudal familiarity" with their servants. "Come on, one of you's got to go," said the footman, trying to persuade Edith or her reluctant brothers, Osbert and Sacheverell, to go upstairs to visit their mother. After lunching at the Ritz with Noel Coward, Waugh commented: "He has a simple, friendly nature. No brains and a theatrical manner...
Everyone down to the lowliest footman, maid-in-waiting, and soldier merrts praise for the astonishing presion with which the whole company goes through its paces. And this extends to the stage-crew too. As the scenes skip about from Roussillon to Paris to Florence to Marseilles, Marsha Eck's backdrops and panels rise and fall swiftly without noise or jerkiness, and her set-pieces roll in from the sides with split-second timing. I cannot recall the last time I saw a complex production with such impeccably well-oiled mechanics. If you don't mind an All's Well...
...film opens with a slow, evocative long shot of an open coach moving through the autumn leaves along the driveway of an estate. In the back sits Severine (Catherine Deneuve) and her husband Pierre (Jean Sorel). They exchange affectionate pleasantries. Abruptly he orders the landau stopped; the coachman and footman drag Severine screaming through the woods, strip her half-naked, string her up to a tree and whip her. Suddenly the scene shifts and she is in her bed, chaste and composed. "What are you thinking about?" asks Pierre. "About us," she says. "We were in a coach...
...location is not to be believed: the ground floor of Manhattan's Bergdorf Goodman at 2 a.m. But outside stands her manager liveried like a footman; so naturally, after she comes whirling in through the door, she plays a newsboy - in white mink knickers. And then she's grabbing all those crazy hats, or vamping around the showcases like Mata Hari, or suddenly taking a Spanish caprice to dance all over Bergdorf's minks. It sounds like Breakfast at Bergdorf's but its real title is My Name Is Barbra, an hourlong, one-girl...
Liturgy & Prayer. If Eliot spoke for youth's despairs ("I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,/And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,/And in short, I was afraid"), he apparently scarcely knew its exhilarations. Though he was born in St. Louis, the son of a wholesale grocer, his roots ran back to New England and the upright Unitarianism of his clergyman grandfather. At Harvard, he dabbled in Sanskrit and Oriental religions, wrote his dissertation on the philosophy of F. H. Bradley. Prufrock, that lament of the aging, was published...