Word: lerner
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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BRIGADOON (ABC, 8:30-10 p.m.). A return engagement for that outstanding special, first shown in October: Robert Goulet, Peter Falk, Sally Ann Howes, Edward Villella doing Lerner and Loewe's fairy tale about a Scottish village that comes to life once every century. And may all good programs reappear every 100 days...
...block that actually consists of a dozen pine boards glued together and shaped by Marisol's electric saw to look vaguely like a jet engine. Why a jet engine? She does not know. When the work arrived at our offices to be photographed for the cover by Frank Lerner, all the editors (well, nearly all) were delighted. But there were questions. Why the red, white and blue? "Perhaps he's the All-American boy." The tucked-under hand-on the right when the work is viewed from the front-pokes out on the wrong side in back...
...sophomore (Stephen Lerner) is blessed with a pleasantly pneumatic Cliffie (Kim Brody), who enthusiastically responds to bouncy fun-and-sex whenever they meet, and a good-guy roommate (Jerry Heist). The movie begins with Lerner's discovery of a dinner-jacketed corpse in what I take to be the foyer of A Entry. The dead man, actually a boy of approximately Lerner's age, is wearing a handsome scarab ring and clutching a curved dagger of ominously Eastern design. These melodramatic artifacts it transpires, are linked with the title character, (Ellen Anschuetz), a chic but enigmatic actress who is mistress...
Hunter's camera creates characterizations with considerable skill. Lerner, who has the lean chops and darting eyes of a nouvelle vague flesh peddlar, is obviously claustrophobic beneath the heavy angles and oppressive ceilings of Adams House. But outside his own room, he pays for a heightened freedom of movement with his inability to be at ease or in scale against alien objects or in alien environments. He's lost, often quite literally, insuch differing surroundings as a mortuary-like IAB shower room and the lush mechanical complexity of the Loeb shop...
...ridiculous place to publish a magazine." So it moved to one of those topless streets in San Francisco's New Left Bohemia. The staffers fill the magazine with clever if sophomoric humor. Public figures distasteful to Ramparts are pictured as various beasts of prey. The latest, Columnist Max Lerner, is shown as a "Common Boar" who would rather be "fed than...