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Except for poor Wanda who is an appealingly devoted fan as played by Brunella Boro, none of the people really are people. They are examples. The White Sheik himself (Alberto Sordi) combines aspects of Mario Lanza, Liberace, and Fernando Lamas in a gloriously dripping mixture. Wanda's husband is played, sometimes ferociously, sometimes stoically, by Leopoldo Triesti. Hordes of Moorish monsters also appear to attack the White Sheik along with relatives to attack Wanda's husband; and these creatures add motion to the commotion...
...That review of Serenade [April 2] in which Mario Lanza appears is brutal. I got a laugh out of it, but a man must have a thick hide to be able to take such blows and keep any kind of self-assurance; a deep-seated inferiority complex must be at the bottom of all Lanza's troubles, and your verbal buffeting does not help. M. L. OLNEY San Francisco...
...than their brothers who become public spectacles. These sometimes blow up on stage, e.g., David Poleri, who three years ago walked off Chicago's Civic Opera House stage just before he was supposed to stab his Carmen; or display such neurotic symptoms as getting too fat, e.g., Mario Lanza; or become overtly adventurous, e.g., Caruso was arrested for making a pass at a woman in the monkey house of the Central Park...
Serenade (Warner) seems to indicate that humpty-dumpty Tenor Mario Lanza has put himself together again. He had a great fall several years ago when he rolled off the top of the heap for no apparent reason but his own fat-over 250 lbs. of it, with an undue proportion apparently located in the head. This picture proves that he is still the biggest thing in the cinemusic business: at "singing weight" (240 lbs.), he looks like a colossal ravioli set on toothpicks, and his face, aflame with rich living, has much the appearance of a gigantic red pepper...
Tony, a balding Mario Lanza who didn't speak much English, had come over from the old country and made a killing on the California wine market. When the pressure of business subsided, middle-aged Tony saw he needed a woman, and sure enough, some pretty little Frisco waitress sends him a post-card professing love. On his way to the village railway station to meet her, Tony is drunk with triumph and a good deal of his own vino. His truck crashes, Tony is hurt, and henceforth is confined to a wheel-chair. He entreats his dear, departed...