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...Never. Deep-dyed fatalism and the durable myth of Frankenstein surface from Durrell's dazzling assemblage. There are reams of the kind of beautiful travel and nature writing for which his Bitter Lemons, Prospero's Cell and Reflections on a Marine Venus have been praised. There are flashes of the ribald wit that makes his volumes about the British diplomatic corps such delights. But there is also much over writing. The book is littered with show-off phrases such as "alembicated piety" and "the penetralia of one's self-regard." The mixed metaphors are painful...
...step while on the phone, sleeps irregularly but can cork off for a few seconds any old time. Wherever he goes, he takes his masseur, Fred Miron, who gives Hope a 45-minute rub every day. He loves practical jokes and mechanical toys; one favorite is a battery-driven Frankenstein monster that moves its arms and head in grisly fashion for about 30 seconds, then drops its pants and blushes...
...regret his decision. Not only was Denise's heart working in Washkansky's chest, but her right kidney was transplanted to a Colored* boy, ten-year-old Jonathan Van Wyk, and was functioning normally at week's end. Washkansky was making wisecracks: "I'm a Frankenstein now. I've got somebody else's heart." (And making the common error of confusing the fictional Dr. Frankenstein with the monster he made.) Washkansky was well enough to go through a radio interview with a doctor. He ate well, and said his only complaint was that...
...example, to a unison drumbeat of feet there is a rapid-fire recital of everything printed on a dollar bill. But the troupe is obviously happiest with horror, since that best expresses its dissent from contemporary society. Its tour de force is a 31-hour Grand Guignol saga called Frankenstein, which begins with eleven people being dragged screaming, pleading or fighting to the stage. There they are gassed, crucified, electrocuted, and garroted...
Through a grisly stage illusion, play-goers not only see a man guillotined but watch his head fall into a basket. To conclude this opening maelstrom of mayhem, Dr. Frankenstein opens the coffin of a dying girl for an operation to remove her beating heart and thus begin his monster. The spectacle is vivid enough to sicken some audiences, but Alan Brien, drama critic of London's Sunday Telegraph, insists that "the sequence is an eyeopener to those who believe the theater cannot match the cinema in projecting images of violence and pain...