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...administration would make do with the old regime's stationery, crossing out the names of Brown's officials and typing in those of their successors. And rather than ask the state to build a new split-level to replace the Governor's 90-year-old gingerbread mansion in Sacramento-his wife Nancy calls it "a fire-trap"-Reagan said he would endorse the efforts of a citizens' group that is trying to raise money for a new official residence. "I'm not one," he said, "to look a gift house in the mouth...
...himself on Bimini (which he calls "Adam's Eden") in the company of the comely Corinne (whom he calls "Huffie"). By now, Powell treats the Bimini natives as if they were his constituents. Whether holding forth at his favorite hangout, Brown's Hotel bar in the tumbledown gingerbread village of Alice Town-where he sips Beck's beer and "cowbells" (Cutty Sark and milk)-or slapping backs on the street, Powell calls the Biminians "my kin" and "soul brother." At week's end, he prepared reluctantly to leave them and face his troubles back home...
...magazine went out of its way to emphasize that the changes involved only 1,600 words out of 60,000, and Editor in Chief William Attwood of Cowles Communications, the magazine's publisher, told New York Post Columnist Murray Kempton: "We gave up some slush; a little gingerbread's off the top, but the structure's intact." The fact remained, however, that Look's editors had fought hard to preserve the gingerbread-and that, in the end, Jackie took it away from them. After the Look negotiations, a spokesman for Harper said that the company "will...
Though their playing has exquisite style, Caine and Newman merely provide teatime treats in this slice of Victorian gingerbread adapted from the classic story by Robert Louis Stevenson and his stepson, Lloyd Osbourne. Director Bryan Forbes (King Rat) reveals an unexpected gift for utter nonsense, using every period cliché and corny camera trick that might imaginably be fermented into vintage black comedy. Some of the gags crumble on impact, others are stretched out like taffy, but there is enough fun left over to leave most moviegoers happily wallowing in greed, sex, homicide, body snatching and other nefarious diversions...
...largely music-to-probe-the-subconscious-by-moody, groaning, occasionally dissonant. The few lighter moments-a duet between two village lovers, the chorus celebrating the festival of Midsummer's Eve-were charmingly melodic, but the overall impact was blandly uncompelling. The sets, which Rorem confesses he "hates," were gingerbread concoctions totally antithetical to the spirit of the opera, and Soprano Marguerite Willauer in the title role sang with the handicap of a severe cold...