Word: hearings
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Weather gets a bad rap for a lot of reasons. For one thing, it's difficult to say anything novel on the subject, and it tends to run itself out pretty quickly. You hear about people who really like to watch the Weather Channel, but I bet these people are not actually into weather so much as natural disaster; note the tornado and flood videos being advertised for $19.99 (plus shipping and handling), and the comparative dearth of mail-order movies about, say, humidity...
...Halder, in a smart performance by Arciniegas, a member of the theater department at Wellesley College, is a frustrated soul. His way of coping with stress is to hear imaginary band music, from cabaret numbers to classical symphonic excerpts. And he has much to be stressed about. His wife Helen (Joy Brooke Fairfield '03) confines herself to the home in neurotic fear. His mother (Cheryl Chan '03) is blind and suffers from an annoying senile dementia that drives Halder to publish his pro-euthanasia book during one of his depressed bouts. His best friend is a Jewish psychiatrist named Maurice...
...synchrony is an issue: at points in the show, the instrumentalists are noticeably not together. And the brass section…it's nothing a little practice wouldn't hurt, but try to remember that even if the audience doesn't see, you, they really are going to hear...
...physically and emotionally crippled. Certainly, the show achieves its moments of poignancy as we see the once-raging beast confined to a hospital bed, longing for the good old days before Roosevelt arrived with so much bureaucratic red tape. However, this nostalgia soon degenerates into cheap sentimentalism when we hear, in the play's final lines, "That Skeffington was a great guy. Yeah (thoughtful pause), a great...
...want some of what my father and my uncle and my boss and Bob Dole get to look back on when they're 64: military days. I'm going to boot camp at the same spot where my dad went less willingly: Fort Jackson, in South Carolina. I hear the whole place is built on sand. Dad, who shares absolutely none of my excitement about this, has a story about a fellow grunt who thought he was Napoleon, was always standing on a hill, surveying his men, when everybody else was running in the heat. Though I don't expect...