Word: lobo
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...grizzled teller of grisly war tales is also a time traveler who discovers a new world he cannot comprehend. Lest even the dimmest reader miss Rosales' mythic overtones. Day gives him the nickname El Lobo and introduces a scene in which the hero stares pensively at a caged but still spunky wolf...
...Journey of the Wolf manages to outlast the errors and inexperience of its author. Although his touch is unsure, Day keeps El Lobo and the story moving at a good clip, through a Spanish landscape drawn with evident familiarity and style. Most important, memories of the war still lend a fascination that the best fiction cannot wholly capture and the worst cannot extinguish. This passionate and brutal struggle was the postage stamp on a letter to the world...
...emotional restraint of the program was most frustratingly evident in "El Lobo", choreographed by Dorothy Hershkowitz, a piece which attempted to express confining relationships between men and women. The dance kept slipping into formalized movement, sometimes a good parody of sleazy courtship rituals, but more often irrelevant to what was being expressed. "Cambridge Dances", choreographed by Bill Evans, and "Journeys", by Martha Armstrong Gray, were more fluid than the other works, but too abstract. At times, in both of these dances, Gray would suddenly shiver and limp, but even this never gave more than ripples to an overly calm surface...
...Lobo, with John Wayne. Baker 100.8 and 10 April 22:8 only April...
...place is almost totally impersonal, the fiercest personality around being without a doubt Lobo, a German shepherd trained to eat anything, black or white, that's squeaky and carries an autograph book. The family's closest friends have to wait outside in their cars in the parking lot and call up to the window, "Is Lobo O.K.?" The kids hold the raging beast down, inside the house, until a split-second before the visitor comes in the front door. Then Lobo is allowed to rush out the back door, a tornado of bristles and snarls, in a vain...