Word: garishness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Overture and Triple Concerto (with Lenny conducting from the piano), Shostakovich's Fifth Symphony. Conductor Bernstein gave it all his familiar body English, and the orchestra plugged hard, but the sound was sometimes edgy. And even excellent playing could not save Shostakovich's Fifth from its own garish pretensions. Nevertheless, Lenny and the orchestra won a standing ovation...
...penchant for vegetal forms led to the functionless fantasies in glass of Louis Tiffany, America's gifted designer. The most interesting forms of his stylized works, such as the flower vase in this show, are impractical and, consequently, must be looked at as sculptures in glass. Unfortunately, Tiffany's garish color schemes lessen their value as works...
...lights go low at Manhattan's garish Latin Quarter nightclub. Onto the stage glides a slim-hipped, broad-shouldered man in white tie and tails. He grasps his partner, a stunning redhead in black tights, whirls her over his head on one arm, hurls her dramatically in a split-legged fall to the floor. The dance team is Nicholas Darvas and his half-sister, Julia, one of the top acts in the U.S. What the tired businessmen watching the show do not realize is that Hungarian-born Nicholas Darvas, 39, is a better moneyman than most of them...
...vast old movie palace sat on the Atlantic City boardwalk like an aging burlesque queen living on a Minsky pension. Fading nudes hung in the garish foyer; tired stars peeled off the blue-sky ceiling. The place was so big that a dusty curtain divided it in half, and on the working side there were still 1,310 seats. It was hardly the setting for an intimate, sophisticated new drama: Dear Liar, an adaptation by Actor Jerome Kilty of the famed letters between George Bernard Shaw and Victorian Actress Stella (Mrs. Patrick) Campbell. Nor was it precisely right...
Trembling with fatigue from the top of her platinum-blonde hair to the tips of her dainty little (size 5) shoes, the onetime idol of 2,000,000 G.I.s faced newspaper photographers one night last week in a cramped backstage office of Manhattan's garish Latin Quarter. "Let's have a leg shot, Betty," shouted a cameraman, and gamely she snaked out one of the most celebrated gams this side of Marlene Dietrich. "Spread open your dressing gown," snapped one photographer. "You look like you only...