Word: imp
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...keep this romantic fairy tale spinning. Rattle of a Simple Man, by Charles Dyer, locks a London floozy and a virginal Manchester clerk in a bedroom and then busily prevents them from going to bed. The play is stalemated between farce and pathos, but Tammy Grimes is a beguiling imp and Edward Woodward a touchingly vulnerable bumpkin. Mother Courage, by Bertolt Brecht. Anne Bancroft pulls her canteen wagon across the face of Europe during the Thirty Years' War and tragically loses her three children. Brecht's reflections on peace and war are deeply ironic, but Anne Bancroft lacks...
Rattle of a Simple Man, by Charles Dyer, locks a London floozy and a virginal Manchester clerk in a bedroom and then busily prevents them from going to bed. Stalemated between farce and pathos, the play does not go anywhere either, but Tammy Grimes is a beguiling imp and Edward Woodward a touchingly vulnerable bumpkin...
Tammy Grimes's Cyrenne is a perkily perfect farceuse, a bedroom imp continually assuming antic positions with dry-witted composure. Edward Woodward's Percy is a plebeian prince of pathos. Under his toothbrush mustache lurks a toothy nervous tic of a grin with which he commits endless facial suicides of self-doubt. He is as simple as the wooden rattle (a soccer-game noisemaker) that he carries in his hand. A mere kiss from Cyrenne makes him act like a porpoise with convulsions...
...something striking them with bravado, he was a compelling figure. At some points he was consumed with ecstasy; at others he cried out in agony. Sometimes he looked like a harmless, forgotten old man, and then, a minute later, his eyes would glint and he would look like an imp, or a fiend...
...engaging voice; Jerry Orbach is a deft puppetmaster; as Marco and his gal, James Mitchell and Kaye Ballard have amusing scenes, particularly one where she is locked in a box through which he plunges swords. But the evening's peak comes with a whirling and jubilant "Grand Impérial Cirque de Paris" dance number, paced by the memorable little man of La Plume de Ma Tante, Pierre Olaf. Fetchingly nimble and stylish as a dancer, mime and clown, Olaf-except for this number-is reduced to a colorless speaking part. Had his face, his feet and his engaging...