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Holub's short essays in Shedding Life buck conventional genres: they're neither cultural studies nor conventional science writing in the Stephen J. Gould mold. Shedding Life could be best described as literary essays in a scientific mode--science, biology in particular, becomes a mirror in which to view society, politics and philosophy...
...Checchi is good looking, in the John F. Kennedy mold. He's smart, Harvard M.B.A. smart. And he's rich, very rich, centimillionaire rich. He has a gated mansion in Beverly Hills, a beautiful lawyer wife, a California tan--and enough of a '60s sensibility to feel guilty about it all. After nearly three decades of making money with the Marriott Corp., the Walt Disney Co., the Bass brothers and Northwest Airlines, Checchi says it's time to give something back. At age 49, he's running for office for the first time in his life. He wants...
Paul Frohock '79 is the ambitious writer-actor-director who tries to mold Forbidden Fruits into a cogent plea for environmental sanity. The play lacks the credibility, acting, and surprise, however, that it needs to impress the polluting zealot with the gravity and foolishness of his actions. Polluting zealots aside, the play never seems to establish a rapport with its audience, leaving Forbidden Fruii up on the stage, away from the audience, a simple dialogue between some actors...
Paul Frohock '79, the ambitious playwright-actor-director who tries to mold Forbidden Fruits deals with a small, rural town with latent ambitions. A corporate nuke, Mr. Prometheus (David Lamb), charms the townspeople into believing his promises about the advantages of having a nuclear power plant in their town. The naive, eager community leaders, led by their mayor (Roy Stevenson), embrace the idea behind the plant and the potential wealth it promises. Only one maverick breaks the unanimity of the town's acceptance. Bailey, played haphazardly by Doug Floyd, questions the wisdom of having such a destructive potential in such...
Religious allusion fits perfectly into the band's concept album mold--especially as a slap in the face of the irreverence usually associated with the genre. Blending in with the sanctimonious flow, the mantra "Let's be forever, let forever be free" brings the religious overtones to a new dimension. Barring the colorful electronic twinkle repeated throughout "The Mollusk," the lyrical gravity of this song belies the guitar-strumming sappiness...