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When the Government cracked down on the use of chemicals called chlorofluorocarbons in aerosol sprays three years ago, a major row erupted. Some scientists welcomed the ban, contending that the synthetic compounds-like Freon -were destroying the earth's ozone layer, a shield against the sun's ultraviolet rays. They warned that loss of ozone could cause more cancer and perhaps alter the weather. Other scientists pooh-poohed such doomsday scenarios as unproved...
...would have baked it last year." Avery hand-picked every cashew, cherry, walnut and currant for the cake in a two-day session code-named "Operation Sultana." He added a little Navy rum ("Just for flavor. You don't want people to get paralytic") and baked the largest layer for 8½ hours. The result, which was stashed behind a locked door at the Royal Navy Cookery School, measured out at 4½ ft. and 224 Ibs., 49 of which go for marzipan and ivory white icing...
...outside of Gainesville. It was excavated at the site of what once was a fast-moving stream that flowed into a great salt marsh along the Gulf of Mexico. Bodies of dead animals collected in the water, and the remains sank to the bottom of the stream. As layer after layer of sediment piled up, the stream eventually vanished, but the bones of the fauna were fossilized and preserved...
...behind even this layer that this play succeeds so well. Shepard's dialogue is almost inadvertent--it bubbles up from the turmoil below. He deals in images and almost primitive responses--screams, bodies, music, costumes and deceit. The music in this show, composed by Stephen Drury, is wonderful--unnerving and soothing, sometimes capricious and sometimes just a bit too out of control for comfort. In these silences Shepard does his best exploration--and into these silences this production does not attempt to read too much. These characters for the most part are shadows--inventive shadows (Pablo's and Louis...
...didn't spend enough time out there to give it a real chance, but I'm not sure I wanted to. It was big and noisy and dirty and I just couldn't see the attraction. When we landed in Boston it was raining and there was a nice layer of fog covering the city. On the way home from the airport we drove through the Callahan Tunnel and very few people honked their horns. It was good to be home...