Word: gordon
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...play opens as Gordon, a shy bartender played with candor and sensitivity by Andrew Barth, is writing a personals ad. He is, in the playwright's own words, a "narrator left in the dark." Like Will Self's hermaphroditic Oxford don, Gordon is a postmodern creation. Recently, it has become deceptively easy to label anything vaguely eccentric as postmodern. But The Wombs of Angel Street, with its rejection of cause-effect linearity and its characters' use of subjective imagination to recreate reality, clearly embraces some of the genre's conventions...
...class of 1998 luncheon at the Gordon Track and Tennis Center tomorrow may be the most popular event, Towne said. She predicted that 1300 to 1400 parents will attend...
...Kate played the most consistent tennis I've seen from her in three years," head coach Gordon Graham said. "She was very patient and waited for her chances...
...best song on the CD is 25, a track that seems like the nursery-rhyme version of a troubled young woman's diary. "When I was five/ I took a dive," Gordon sings. "When I was 10/ I walked again." The song closes with a thunderous guitar solo that evokes the frustration and jubilation of being in one's 20s -- sort of like MTV's The Real World packed into a couple dozen screeching notes. It's moments like the one at the end of 25 that separate Veruca Salt from bands that deserve the squirrel treatment. The members allow...
...Beatty (who produced the film and co-wrote it with Robert Towne) was drawn to this story; for a famous womanizer, it must have emotionally autobiographical elements. But he also recognized that maidenly virtue and religiously inspired guilt are tough sells these days. Under Glenn Gordon Caron's uninflected direction, there are no chapels (though a distressingly feeble Katharine Hepburn appears as the aunt), the couple consummates quickly, and the 90-day wait for their famous date atop the Empire State Building is motivated by no more than a postcoital fear of rushing into something. Not much suspense in that...