Word: loved
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...scenario of The Idiot is bleak. As Iggy sings in "Baby," "We're walking down the/Street of chance/Where the chance is always/Slim or none/And the intentions unjust." Iggy seeks escape in the arms of "Tiny Girls," but he cannot find innocence. He is tempted by death and unredeemed by love, entangled by illusions which prove to be not just one mirror of his desires, but a veritable Versailles of them, gleaming and arching to infinity. The peace of death lies only at the end of the passage...
...said last week that "Harvard doesn't want people to dance--it doesn't bring any money; it's not part of Commencement, like the Glee Club. As an art form, dance gets about as much respect as basketball. The people here who dance do it out of sheer love." Paul Goodman, a student at the Graduate School of Education and a company member, agreed: "The fact that the company's been around with virtually no support from the University is a statement about its energy and commitment," he said last week...
...feel that is a possibility. "Harvard will probably never give credit," she said on Monday. But Mallardi too is resentful. "I don't give a damn whether people get credit for dance," she said, "but when you're in an atmosphere where students are under academic pressure and also love dance, they're blown in the wind. I don't feel there's interest from the administration. It's worth it-the talent is there--but we wear ourselves out trying to make it work instead of enjoying the process of creativity...
...memory. Nor is the Hugh Wheeler book, based on Ingmar Bergman's enchanting movie Smiles of a Summer's Night, in a class with Sondheim's score. But, in the end, the chief culprit is again Sanek's weak direction, which fails either to paint the frustrations of mismatched love or to create the mood of enchantment which resolves them. In the first case, we hear Fredrik singing while Anne mumbles to herself by her dressing table; in the second, a misplaced candelabra obscures faces confronting one another over Madame Armfeldt's dining table. Only the magical twinkling...
America must face the fact that we can never wield great power abroad, except at a sacrifice fatal to the America we know and love. But we can make this hemisphere impregnable. The allies prepared for the last war, and it is too late to help them. We must start preparing for the next war now. It may come closer, and from an unexpected direction. Under the circumstances we cannot police the world...