Word: love
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...some of the issue's sharper satire, notably a heavyhanded mock ad from union-battling J.S. Stevens Co. about why organized labor is bad for business, and a "Man in the News" profile of an impossibly affluent pressman. But for the satirists it was mostly a labor of love. As Rusty Unger denied saying, "We all missed the Times so much that we had to make...
...plaintive, compassionate songs became best known in the U.S. through the cabaret-style musical Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living in Paris; of a pulmonary embolism; in Bobigny, France. With a dramatic intensity often likened to that of Edith Piaf, Brel sang about loneliness, lost love, war, old age and death. At 37, not wanting to become "an old singer," he stopped giving concerts and began a new career as an actor and director. After being treated for lung cancer...
...musical genius did not really bloom until he was 63. Then he fell madly in love with Kamilla Stoesslova, the pretty young wife of an antique dealer. Although the composer always contended that their love was platonic, hundreds of steamy letters, discreetly tucked away in the local Janáček Museum, seem to belie his claim. The affair inspired a unique musical outburst. By the time he died at age 74 (some say while pursuing a woman through a nearby woods), Janáček had written four blazingly original operas, orchestral pieces and chamber music and the immense...
What Brook offers is a kaleidoscope of insight and detail; he misses nothing in the play. But there is little space left over for passion or a world well lost for love. Antony (Alan Howard) and Cleopatra (Glenda Jackson) seem too much like old buddies, rather than old and reck less lovers. Jackson brings overflowing energy to the part. Physically she is mesmerizing. Playing the imperious Queen, she uses broad, almost sculptured arm gestures. A moment later she is running like a girl or jumping dervish-like in tight circles. But there are no pauses or silences here, and finally...
...follies that his provincial characters are prey to; yet he shared their pain. Turgenev fired off comic volleys that riddle his provincial characters' vanity and pretension; but when his people bleed, he casts a cold and worldly eye upon the scene. In Chekhov, longing is the arrow of love, usually un requited; in Turgenev, idle fantasy is the fuse of sex, equally unrequited. Boredom is a palpable force in Chekhov, more of an indifferent landscape in Turgenev...