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...from being more primitive than its successors, Olmec art is on the whole subtler, gentler, freer and more naturalistic than they are. This naturally bothers archaeologists; it seems to go against reason. So does the presence of two distinct physical types side by side throughout Olmec art: one lean and aquiline, the other Negroid. Meyer's two ambassadors from the lost Olmec world display both types. They are not gods, apparently, but men-alert and still, and perhaps forever strange...
...thing was sure from the moment the curtain rose: this King Lear was not the lean, commanding character of Shakespearean tradition. Brought to the stage of Britain's Stratford Memorial Theater by Cinemactor Charles (Mutiny on the Bounty) Laughton last week, King Lear was an eye-rolling, tongue-lolling, hand-scrabbling, dirty old man. Above a billowing green gown that looked like a collapsed circus tent (but still could not hide the hefty Laughton paunch), the famed suet-pudding face was almost obscured by a wild halo of home-grown white whiskers and an unkempt shoulder-length mane...
...delegates of seven Eastern Orthodox member churches and the two observers from Russian Orthodoxy-the first visitors Moscow had allowed to attend a Central Committee meeting. Behind the scenes, a major game of diplomatic move and countermove is going on over whether the Orthodox churches will continue to lean closer to Protestantism or to Rome...
...Classical and the Gothic, artists strove for an agreed-upon ideal, and innovations were few (or, if many, did not survive). But modern art relentlessly stresses the new. The result is mostly confusion, but also a degree of fermentation. Last week in Manhattan's Greenwich Village a lean, wispy-bearded man with the cheerful energy of a grasshopper was preparing something brand new in sculpture. His suitably improbable name: Len Lye. His sculptures he calls "Tangibles," but they are not meant to be touched. They vibrate...
...Irish whisky; Author Stuart's style resembles it-warming in small doses only, smoky and unpredictable. Where Eva moves to her promised land with oversure aim, Cassidy never quite makes it. He stops here to help unearth a war-rare Finnegans Wake from the rubble, or just to lean against tired oars in a suburban outing pond. He also pauses to ponder a still-unclear conscience. But, getting nowhere in particular, he still manages to leave Eva behind by a few paces of poetic insight...