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...Herostrattis has a story, but no plot, at least if we conceive of plot as progress. In the Greek legend ??? burnt down the temple of Artemis at Ephesens to gain ever-lasting fame. In Levy's retelling Max, the protagonist, sick of the "crap-heap" and the guardians of the nation's institutions who have us "hopping around like jumping beans," decides to kill himself, and takes his intention to an ad agency. He offers the head of the agency. one Farson, the chance to handle his suicide in any way he sees...

Author: By Joel Haycock, | Title: The Moviegoer Herostratus at the Orson Welles, starting tomorrow | 2/24/1970 | See Source »

...Buchwald's first play, Sheep on the Runway, is a cartoon allegory. Flush with military hardware but low on brainpower, a group of bumbling, do-good-ing, fast-talking Americans lead a small, neutral Himalayan nation in Asia into a deadly heap of trouble. The difficulty with themes like this is that a playgoer is not quite sure whether he is experiencing the shock or the drone of recognition. An audience should never know as much as or more about a play than the playwright does...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Laughter in the Dark | 2/16/1970 | See Source »

Private Michael Terry reported how he and Private William Doherty found few animals or people alive when they got to the village about noon. "Billy and I started to get out our chow, but close to us was a bunch of Vietnamese in a heap and some of them were moaning. Calley ['s platoon] had been through before us, and all of them had been shot, but many weren't dead. It was obvious that they weren't going to get any medical attention, so Billy and I got up and went over to where they were. I guess...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: MY LAI: AN AMERICAN TRAGEDY | 12/5/1969 | See Source »

...started passing a bottle of Bali Hai wine as we spun around. More and more people joined us: we danced faster and faster. It seemed as if everybody was dancing with us-there were at least five circles swirling around. Laughing and exhausted, we finally collapsed in a heap...

Author: By Sandy Bonder, | Title: On the Far Side of the Monument | 11/20/1969 | See Source »

...Paris of Louis XIV that two miles from the city's gates a traveler's nose would tell him that he was drawing near. Scarcely anyone today needs to be told about how awful life is in nerve-jangling New York City, which resembles a mismanaged ant heap rather than a community fit for human habitation...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: WHAT MAKES A CITY GREAT? | 11/14/1969 | See Source »

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