Word: joans
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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American World Airways discharged Manhattan Ticket Clerk Joan March, 20 (real name: Marchesani), because she looked too provocative...
...willingly complied, and chose Shaw's Saint Joan. On hearing of the choice, Shaw cabled: "Delighted to hear St Joan being done at Harvard stop have always wanted to see Joan played by male." The choice was excellent; and the production, in Sanders Theatre, was magnificent. Typical of Kilty's directive imagination was the decision to perform the coronation scene in the transept of Memorial Hall. The audience moved out of Sanders and became the congregation; the scene was played on a specially constructed altar at the north end, while fire-department searchlights outdoors focussed on the stained-glass windows...
Except for the ballet music (arranged by Laurence Rosenthal), Leroy Anderson's score is of a piece with the book. Thus the low quality of the singing does not matter as much as it might. Those of the lyrics (by the Kerrs and Joan Ford) which were audible in the second balcony proved unexpectedly graceful. And the whole business is made worthwhile by Agnes de Mille's exhilarating dances, which make you realize that you have not, in fact, seen the whole thing before. Goldilocks would be a delight if only somebody in authority would put the entire evening...
Speaking for "the majority of the school," the pretty Ozark Joan of Arc added: "We think it is only fair that the Negroes be permitted to attend this high school . . . Have you thought what you make those Negro children feel like, running them out of school...
...long before he died, or so the story goes, Eugene O'Neill sat before a fireplace in a Boston hotel room. By nature what the psychological men call a "moody" fellow, O'Neill could scarcely have felt much warmth from the flames. As anyone who has appreciated Joan of Arc knows, fire does have its mystical aspects, and with the help of ever-solicitous Carlotta, O'Neill sat up, grasped a sheaf of papers in his palsied hands and thrust it to the flames. No telling what was in the five plays so carefully dispatched by the man who made...