Word: madnesses
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Mad Woman of Chaillot, with Hepburn and Whatever Happened to Baby Jane with Bette Davis, Friday and Saturday...
...Sunday-school superintendent. "If you start questioning it, where do you stop? If I have to have that much education to sit down and understand Genesis, then why did God ever let Luther put it in the people's language? At what point do I throw the whole mad mess out of the door? And at what point will my children throw it away?" The plea of that Cedar Rapids father is at the heart of the biblical controversy today, for he represents millions of Christians and Jews. His concern is a basic, agonizing one for any believer...
...with an obsessed, Orson Wellesian face. At 39 he has a voice that may lack the steely edge of, say, Chaliapin, Kipnis or even Pinza but compensates with its oval warmth and human shadings. One never doubts that this Boris can be compassionate, a killer or mad. Accomplished without any personal padding of garment or rubberizing of the steps, Talvela's death-throes roll down the stairway from the throne has shocking impact...
...Ravages of Spring a middle-aged country doctor on a round of house calls finds himself threatened by a string of tornadoes. He seeks shelter in a clap-board-gothic house and lands in the middle of a Vincent Price movie. It includes a mad scientist, a demented, beautiful woman and a terrible secret: through genetic tinkering, the scientist claims to have discovered how to populate the world with exact duplicates of himself and his companion. Solipsism teeters toward the edge of reality. The storm explodes the house like an inflated hypothesis, but the doctor survives...
Gerald Durrell, the English zoologist and author (Menagerie Manor), is aghast at such man-dog relationships. Says he, "I can't stand these fubsy people who tell you, 'Oh, my dog talks.' This is anthropomorphism gone mad. I can't stand this business of people keeping Pekingese on silk cushions and feeding them creme of chicken...