Word: hollowness
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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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...
Dipping to dangerously low altitudes, the two-engine Dakota carefully traced the bulges and inlets of the New Guinea coastline. Aboard the plane a weary man and girl spelled each other at the windows with a pair of field glasses. First New York's Governor Nelson Rockefeller, hollow-eyed and haggard after a 10,000-mile emergency flight to New Guinea from Manhattan, peered anxiously down at the mangrove and loraro swamps. Then Daughter Mary Rockefeller Strawbridge reached for the glasses. Together they strained for sight or sign of Mary's twin brother, Michael Clark Rockefeller...
...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...
...rough-cut, developments in the shabby new TV season. With an eye for a good story and a far-ranging curiosity that has roamed from the Far East to the U.S. Far West, Brinkley has made his reports with a quiet and respectful straightforwardness. He has neither the hollow clangor of those doomsaying voices of oldtime radio nor the portentous solemnity of Edward R. Murrow. whose excellent programs were frequently made irritating by the narrator's apparent attempt to be a grand intermediator between the unwashed audience and the unvarnished truth. Brinkley has also resisted the temptation to live...