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...history of the Pudding is rife with little known, tasty and insipid tidbits. Today's Pudding players would no doubt rather forget 1875's The Mischievous Nigger starring Anthony Snow in the title role. The story of 1914's road tour of Legend of Loravia is one of the funniest things to come from the Pudding--certainly far more humorous than most of the shows. One evening an informal party was held backstage before curtain time and everyone had a bit too much of his or "her" favorite beverage. As Roger S. Hewlett '33 recounted it: "When the curtain arose...
...overly generous to call some of the Pudding's past productions "theatrical" in any meaningful sense. While one can hardly expect undergraduate talent to produce a West Side Story every year, the Pudding has traditionally reveled in insipid humor of the bawdy bathroom variety with acting bad enough to make a stone...
...Walt Disney studios. The idea here is that the coach of a smalltown college (John Amos) and his cretinous assistant (Tim Conway) stumble on a kind of peroxide Tarzan (Jan-Michael Vincent) and import him from Africa to bring athletic glory to the campus. The jokes are either raucously insipid or coyly racist (Africans and their quaint primitive ideas). Vincent seems very much in his element swinging from a vine. Conway sounds like Porky Pig after speech therapy...
...losing entry in a high school dramatic interp contest. Whether she is coating her mouth with red lipstick or trying to engage her neighbor Claude in conversation, Fran Davis evokes more sympathy than her role warrants. As the impassive Claude, David Warner is puzzling. Is he insipid, cold or cruel as he rejects Edith's pleas for attention? Warner needs to clarify his character, if for no other reason that to draw our attention away from trying to figure out whether the back wall of the set is a bad paint job by the crew or an imitation...
...hardly got a break. For every pure and major act of creation, like Mies van der Rohe and Philip Johnson's Seagram Building (1958), there have been a hundred ripoffs: bland, scaleless crates with their $50 per sq. ft. marble foyers and 100 Sheetrock offices, their eggbox planning, insipid detail and graceless proportions. The International Style expended itself in these shallows, not in its masterpieces. But what is the alternative? Not the culture of Vegas casinos and duck-shaped roadhouses beloved of Pop architectural theorists like Reyner Banham and Robert Venturi; trash may be language, but it remains trash...