Word: mirthfulness
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...Dick and Jane and Landmark hero stories it was delightful to read lonesco. The nonsensical alliteration, the rapid non-sequitur of outrageous cliches and, most of all, the abandonment of oppressive logic was wonderful for our stunted Junior High School minds. It was our first taste of intellectual mirth...
...that the legend springs less from the frantic Fitzgeralds than from Gerald and Sara Murphy, the subjects of this immaculate essay. The first hundred pages of Tender Is the Night evoke a world nearly as lyrical as Keats' vision of embalmed darkness and sunburnt mirth, and it was a world palpably created by the Murphys. For nearly a decade, artists of all sorts enjoyed a respite from their messy lives in the company of Gerald and Sara. Picasso, Stravinsky, Hemingway, Cole Porter-all were drawn to the couple before the Fitzgeralds arrived in France...
Robbins began merchandising mirth in 1949, after he and his late brother-in-law, Burt Baskin, sold their separate dairy-store chains and began manufacturing ice cream. Their creamy dreams had begun in the New Hebrides, where Baskin was in charge of a Navy PX during World War II. He traded a Jeep to the supply officer of a visiting aircraft carrier in exchange for a big ice cream freezer and set about mixing some of the exotic local fruits into precedent-setting flavors...
Misplaced Mirth. The Desdemona of the present production would cast a chill on any Othello. Jill Clayburgh is beyond her depth both artistically and temperamentally. She may well have seen the inside of a Seven Sisters college, but never for a single instant does she convince one that she has walked in the court of Venice, or even rumpled her hair, let alone been heart-ravished. As lago, Anthony Zerbe is the happiest casting choice. He brings a silky, insidious plausibility to the role, which at least accounts for Othello's so persistently believing him to be "honest...
...career of James Earl Jones, the evening is a sad disappointment. The brute force and self-assured cockiness that he brought to The Great White Hope are of no use in Othello. Another of Jones' traits, his warm, winning deep-down, irrepressible mirth, is similarly irrelevant, and actually damages some lines and scenes. His aspiration may be applauded, but his performance must be deplored. T.E.K