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Excellent within its limited boundary, your article on cities was otherwise as hollow as a soda straw, so glaringly devoid was it of bare mention of the largest urban renewal project in the U.S. at Minneapolis, designed to further our city's reputation as the most beautiful metropolis in America...
...Hollow Boast. Sitting nervously among the big nuclear powers were the eight "middlemen" of the U.N. disarmament meeting, the delegates of Brazil, Burma, Ethiopia, India, Mexico, Nigeria, Sweden and Egypt. Many were utter novices in the murky technicalities of the cold war, but, being wooed by both East and West, they soon rallied under the leadership of India's V. K. Krishna ("The Unspeakable") Menon. Brazil's Foreign Minister Francisco San Thiago Dantas, for example, criticized the Soviet Union for last fall's tests, went right ahead to urge the U.S. to cancel its own spring series...
Despite O. Henry-like plot twists. Plowboy is a gritty and gripping play. Frank D. Gilroy sees character with 20-20 vision and he can shape the grey, doughy speech of the inarticulate into revealing patterns. Gerald O'Loughlin makes Albert a hollow but pitiable clown; the burntout, empty eyes of Rebecca Darke's Helen are as lifeless as pits on the moon; William Smithers' grey-faced Larry has the strength to bear the unbearable...
Instantly the entire statement has been made clear: there is no message. A lifetime's impressions cannot be neatly synopsized. And there is no audience: only hollow men, a worshiping wife, and a world of idiotically polite conservation. At the same time, Ionesco illustrates his own failure: the drama, to him, is an inadequate means of communication. The professional orator stands in the old man's way just as actors separate the playwright and his words (a fact of life Ionesco continually decries...
...Hollow-eyed children wait in vain for food; men and monsters try to devour each other; a little girl's tear confronts a scene of carnage; men mutilate each other in the name of "an eye for an eye"; a melancholy hovers over even Lasansky's portrayals of his own family. Sprinkled among the prints is a series of strange self-portraits. They all share the same fierce intensity, but none looks like any other...