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Academic first aid isn't supposed to be quite so accidental. I almost forgot to mention the other creation of the Freshman Dean's Office--the adviser. These men and women are drawn, like the proctors, from a pool of administrators, Law and Business School students, and occasional Arts and Sciences grad students. They are supposed to sign your study cards and advise you on academic matters during your first year, when you need such advice desperately...
...beautiful record. The Graduate, Catch 22, and Carnal Knowledge were based on real and depressing subject matter from which Nichols shaped a lot of very funny scenes. The relationship of humor to unhappy truth was accurate. If he conceived The Fortune as homage/satire about the vaudeville era, he forgot what Mel Brooks proved in Young Frankenstein: that the best way to poke fun at past cinematic formulas is still to take them seriously. He gave us buffoonery but it was a joke we didn't catch. The grimy, bourgeois wit of his earlier films was more perceptive and more easily...
...Eddie Burke, the superintendent of Dudley House, where Crooks used to be master. He took the Globe into the Dudley Senior Common Room and quickly scanned it for a review of the previous night's Summer School concert; no dice. Walking out, Crooks called to Burke. "Oh Eddie, I forgot the Globe. I left it in the common room...
...neighboring island Bequia (pronounced, with an unreproducible West Indian lilt, Beck-wee). His job is not to sail the boat, but to give advice, evaluate your skill, rate it for future charters, and briskly pull you out of trouble in emergencies-as when, on the third day out, I forgot to watch the course when setting trolls for barracuda and nearly put the Carib on a notorious obstacle named Montezuma Shoal. Otherwise you sail yourself, needing only one friend as crew, and there is no faster way to learn how to handle the stiff, roomy 39-and 41-footers that...
...memorable and only one, The Wizard of Oz, is a classic. But she gave more than 100 concerts and broadcasts that brought millions of listeners in on her waif length. Eventually her performances also exhibited-as at a sideshow-a manic-depressive grotesque who shrilled off-key and forgot once familiar lyrics. In the last years she attracted throngs of gay and melancholy Garland freaks whose adulation was a form of cruelty. Echoes of the cruelty and the applause that masked it can still be detected in three predatory biographies...