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These lines from America the Beautiful were doubtless sung at many a Protestant service over the July 4 weekend, along with the verses of another warhorse, the Battle Hymn of the Republic ("Mine eyes have seen the glory . . ."). But at least one group of church officials has deemed these traditional words unfit for use in worship. Earlier this year a committee preparing a new hymnal for the United Methodist Church voted to delete the lines from the volume. Native Americans, they feared, might take offense at a verse extolling the white man's exploits in the wilderness. And the Battle...
...that does not console the Purple people, one of the evening's best musical numbers might. While Irene Cara sang what was called a hymn to the losers, a list flashed on the screen of other motion pictures that had failed in the Best Picture category. They included Citizen Kane, Tootsie, The Wizard of Oz and, alas, Spielberg...
...display last week, resonating with echoes of fights for right and freedom from the halls of Montezuma to the shores of Tripoli. As the images of far-flung war flickered over television screens, Americans could hardly be blamed for humming a bar or two from the Marines' Hymn--but not too loudly and more than a bit nervously...
...damage the Nazis did to it), offering crisp, incisive performances. The "Italian" Symphony explodes in a burst of melody, its irresistible opening theme a shout of joy, its finale a whirling saltarello. But Abbado is just as persuasive in the Symphony No. 2, a religious choral work subtitled Hymn of Praise. Although structurally similar to Beethoven's Ninth, Mendelssohn's symphony is its emotional antithesis: calm where Beethoven is uneasy, confident where Beethoven is questioning, sacred where Beethoven is secular. Mendelssohn's is the other face of romanticism, and this set argues his case eloquently...
Bountiful succeeds primarily as a painstaking character portrayal that is unusually perceptive and occasionally brilliant. Geraldine Page is wonderful as Mother Watts, the doting, doddering old protagonist, a hymn-singing, sentimental Jewish mother who happens to be a Texas Christian. She lives in a cramped Houston apartment with her milquetoast son Ludie (John Heard) and shrill daughter-in-law (Carlin Glynn), leading a weary existence that only aggravates her deteriorating heart condition...