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...Daniel Barenboim at a London party, "we sat down and played Brahms." He was a coiled, compact and energetic Israeli of 24, and one of the best-known young pianists in the world. She was 21, and already Britain's leading cellist, a tall, smiling, shy English lass with a stunning kind of farm-fresh beauty. Instant karma. Two weeks later, Barenboim decided he wanted to marry Jacqueline. Six months later he did. Thus began one of the most remarkable relationships, personal as well as professional, that music has known since the days of Clara and Robert Schumann...
Heavy Breathing. But Lean has opted for bombast rather than character development, scope instead of dramatic tension. The time is 1916, and Britain's thin red line of empire is being besieged on two sides by the Boches and the Irish Republican Army. Rosy is a willful, discontented lass who scorns the bumptious town boys and chooses by default the widowed, middle-aged teacher. Shaughnessy warns her: "I only taught you about Byron and Beethoven and Captain Blood. I'm not one of them fellows meself." They marry anyway, and her wedding night is your standard virgin...
...scene: Edinburgh airport. A lass working for the British Board of Trade and assigned to quiz every 30th arriving passenger flips open...
...whistles echoed throughout the house as the curtain rose on a chorus line of topless dancers and intensified at the entrance of Alawn Don Jay, the "Sophisticate Blond Beauty." Audiences paid $25,700 for the show. Highlight of the evening's entertainment: Cece Ingram, a top-heavy lass billed as Satan's Angel. Satan's little darling stripped down to a G string and tassels, which she set aflame and proceeded to twirl in opposite directions. Sighs Cece: "It wrecks the breasts, but I've stayed in the business because-well-burlesque is my home...
That pragmatic philosophy would sound right issuing from the clenched lips of Nominee Dustin Hoffman, who declines to attend the spectacle. But from the bow lips of the narrow-shouldered lass with the French intonations? Tiens, it is like a kitten purring Beethoven. And Geneviève insists that there are more at home like her. "European women-they're so exaggerated," she declares. "Like Frenchwomen, they're such bitches. They look at each other, not men. And American women-they have no secrets. The best women-I have to say it-are Canadians. No one has noticed...