Word: lear
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...truck to tell us that corporations owned all the jets, and that they would never take us. "They have no insurance for unauthorized passengers," Bruce said. "If you crashed you could sue them for millions". Still, Bruce said he'd let us know if he heard of anything. That Lear jet over there, he said, is leaving for Miami and Caracas today. They're small, those Lears, he said, but they can make it to Miami in 2 1/2 hours. We said we'd take that, and were wondering whether we'd brought enough suntan oil when the fat blue...
...quickly disappear. We retreated to Manny's Cockpit Restaurant, with its bicentennial decor, to dry off and plan strategy and punish ourselves with thoughts of condominiums and never-more-than-ten-minutes-of-rain-a-day. Two dozen yards off, Bruce was pumping gas into the Miami-bound Lear jet, and we couldn't look for its pilot without risking a night in the Teterboro jail, if there was one. Things looked bleak...
...street was his property. That didn't leave us much room. The policeman smiled. In his sunglasses we could see the dark clouds racing behind us. As the fat blue executive watched from a steamy office window, the policeman offered us a ride to the highway. The Miami-bound Lear jet still sat, sleek and ready, on the rain-slicked pavement...
...Lear has made a career out of forcing Americans to laugh at their imperfections in such hits as All in the Family, Maude, Good Times and Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman. In All That Glitters Lear takes on his biggest subject: sexual habits and stereotypes. In everything but anatomy and dress, the women are men and the men are women. Out of that basic conceit flow-or, more precisely, meander-all jokes and situations. "Our premise is simple," explains Lear. "God created Eve first, took out her rib and gave her a companion so she wouldn't be lonely. This...
...real problem of All That Glitters, however, is not the show's concept. Nor is it the complaints of feminists or chauvinists. It is the execution: compared with many of Lear's other productions, the show is embarrassingly amateurish. The jokes are flaccid and the writing flat. The acting is mediocre and the direction aimless. Lear has tried to mount a revolution, but he has succeeded only in enthroning the yawn. Gerald Clarke