Word: lilts
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...sure, there are the required number of stately showgirls with whole gardens in their hair, the remembered number of semi-nudes descending the staircase. And as of yore, the flesh is willing; but the spirit is weak. The spirit, in fact, has just about vanished. The songs have no lilt, the lyrics no verve, the sketches no crackle. The dancing has its bits of color and movement, but never the slightest distinction. In such feckless fandangos, the better performers-Billy De Wolfe, Harold Lang and Helen Wood-are largely wasted, while most other performers only make things worse...
...four half-hour variety shows, Impresario Sol Hurok put some of music's brightest stars into dazzling constellation. The camera let the viewer hover over the fingers of Guitarist Andres Segovia and Pianist Artur Rubinstein, linger in closeup on the intense face of Marian Anderson, share the lilt of Verdi's La Traviata with Victoria de los Angeles, stand amid the powerful climax of Mussorgsky's Boris Godunov, superbly acted and sung by Bulgaria's Boris Christoff. Festival showed, far more eloquently than in its first edition ten months ago, that TV can add to music...
Hers is a real triumph in Happy Hunting, but-as Merman triumphs are measured-a minor one, what with a book that has at best a routine brightness, and a score that sometimes lacks lilt even where it seems reminiscent. There is just one really good song, Mutual Admiration Society, and one lively ditty, Every One Who's "Who's Who." The dancing, except for a tango number, suggests the hotcha of a generation ago. The romantic lead, Cinemactor Fernando Lamas, has a voice and good looks; the Jo Mielziner sets have lightness and good looks...
...animated rag doll bounded onto the television screen, ogled the camera lens, wagged a pair of aileron ears at the audience and wrapped his rubber legs around the lilt of a song. Ray Bolger, the greatest U.S. comic dancer and a veteran of 30 years in show business, was back at work in TV-and just in time to inject some merriment into TV's procession of tired clowns. In a $1,500,000 musical potpourri called Washington Square, a sentimental paean to Manhattan's self-consciously picturesque Greenwich Village, Hoofer Bolger is making his second attempt...
...frolicking of Big D, with its salute to Dallas; the gay lesson-in-English of Happy to Make Your Acquaintance; the Verdi-gurdy high spirits of Abbondanza and Sposalizio. But there is also the lyrical How Beautiful the Days, with its touch of Bellini-like sweetness, and the quick lilt of Young People (with its liltless follow-up line about the no-longer-young). Only in operatic passages that are datedly lush or flamboyantly melodramatic, or in the winegrower's inept vocalizings to his dead mother, does the generally vintage music turn to ordinary California, indeed even Hollywood, wine...