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...Moscow to do homage to the Revolution. The capital's streets were festooned with red banners-posters of the Politburo stared out at the public everywhere' 3 end the celebration, a Soviet armed-forces parade this week will bristle through Red Square, past the mausoleum where Lennon - the now deified founder of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics - rests in his glass case...
...hair and looked up at the ceiling." These repetitions may charm at first as a rendition of the maundering heard in Irish pubs; stretched out over a wad of pages, the trick grows thin. Even the little poems that conclude chapters seem limp: "And/ I loved/ Her." When Lennon and McCartney wrote something like that, they provided music...
...they give a good approximation of what the Beatles looked like. As Ringo Starr, Justin McNeill bobs his nose up and down convincingly. Leslie Fradkin as Harrison and Joe Pecorino as Lennon rely pretty much on their costumes and gestures for verisimilitude. But Mitch Weissman is a dead ringer for McCartney, not just in his stance and round face, but in the way he captures the pleasantly boyish manner in which Paul went about his stage business. Seated alone at the apron, accompanying himself on guitar, he sings Yesterday in a way that is totally unpretentious and touching...
...numbed denizens of an opium parlor. Revolution, in which the Beatles dissociate themselves from violence, shows hooded Klansmen burning a cross, and a monk in self-immolation to protest the Viet Nam War, serenely praying as delicate traceries of flame sweep over him. The words of a famous Lennon love song about the need to make up after a spat: "Try to see it my way, only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong," also get a resonance from war, in this case some slow newsreel footage of a U.S. warplane being wheeled toward the flight...
...then there is nothing but unsophisticated burlesque, a flimsy bit of cold-cut sandwiched between skits and songs of stale humor. It is impossible to tell, from the program, which of the authors from the all-star line-up that wrote the show--Jules Feiffer, John Lennon, Dan Greenburg, Tennessee Williams--goes with which skit. The idea behind the anonymity is to avoid invasion of the writer's privacy and sexual fantasy. For the most part, Tynan would have done better if he had worried instead about the literary reputations of his writers. Seventh graders and Science Center graffiti writers...