Word: illyrians
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...rutted dirt road leads to Vojnik, a farming village of 200 houses and 2,000 ethnic Albanians. Devoutly Muslim and speaking a complex, ancient language derived from Illyrian, the people here are the most doggedly independent of the approximately 2 million Albanians who inhabit Kosovo. Their houses, resembling modest forts, are hidden behind high walls of brick if the owners are well off or crude fences of woven sticks if they are not. Out on an isolated bluff, behind a particularly high brick wall, sits the compound of the village hoxha (religious leader), Abdyl Krasniqi...
...fast. Back in Macedon, where men are men and some women are too, an athletic teen-ager named Eurydike is practicing her javelin toss and dreaming of asserting a claim to the throne. Eurydike is the granddaughter of Philip II; her grandmother was an Illyrian warrior whom Philip wed to seal a peace treaty. Renault handles the matter discreetly: "The lady would not have been his choice for her own sake; she was comely, but he had trouble remembering which sex he was in bed with...
...straightforward manner, running two and a half hours. But he has chosen to underline the thematic importance of the sea. Not only do the waves move, but he also gives us a soundtrack of their swashing, and even an actual ocean mist. When Viola is washed up on the Illyrian shore, she turns and takes a long look at the ocean before telling the Captain, "Lead me on." At the very end, while the Clown sings the stanzas of "When that I was," the remaining characters gradually depart, leaving him alone; when he is finished, he turns his back...
...after Nixon's startling announcement, the sweet-voiced lady who nightly gives the Thraco-Illyrian version of the news in the English language on Radio Tirana lauded efforts for the "restoration" of China in the United Nations but ignored completely any announcement of the coming Nixon visit...
Twelfth Night (by William Shakespeare) opened the Old Vic's Broadway engagement* delightfully. For all its beauties and graces, Twelfth Night is seldom so obliging. Too often in the theater the Illyrian glamour, the lovely songs, the immortal lines, the great bard himself, dissolve and leave but the plot behind. Now girl-in-boy's clothing palls, now which-twin-is-which proves wearying, now Sir Toby Belch and Sir Andrew Aguecheek help explain why "carouse" can be one of the most shuddersome euphemisms in the reviewer's lingo...