Word: monologuists
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They need everything they have in Tickets Please!. At times even their own material deserts them, and little else is ever on their side. Jack Albertson has an engagingly easy manner; and Roger Price, a recurrent monologuist with a sketchbook, says some funny things, but by no means often enough. For the rest, a number of colorless young people romp around in various wobbly sketches and sing some tormentingly vapid love songs. Since the Hartmans are the whole show, it's too bad they aren...
...choreography, is a high point in the show. Jack Albertson is another talented fellow who can do anything from a good buck-and-wing to double talk; Patricia Bright is a very attractive and delightful singing comedienne. Roger Price, a latter-day Herb Shriner, is an amusing monologuist, and a clever cartoonist as well...
...spoofs about radio deserve a mild hand. Wally Cox, a young monologuist who writes his own stuff, deserves a very loud cheer. By means of a quiet Will-Rogersish manner and a sharp Ring-Lardnerish pen, he creates a couple of monstrously matter-of-fact characters that are both hilarious and appalling...
This passionate effusion was punctuated by the constant, brittle click of a camera. The ecstatic monologuist was Vogue's talented photographer Irving Penn and the woman in white was his model. Well might Penn be ecstatic. In that strange, floodlit world whose heaven is Paris and whose economic life force is the American woman's checkbook, his model was a reigning queen. She was Lisa Fonssagrives, the highest-paid, highest-praised high-fashion model in the business, considered by many of her colleagues the greatest fashion model of all time. Says Photographer Horst Paul Horst, who helped...
...book jacket emphasizes that Miss Howe was not originally a novelist, but a monologuist, spending her salad days barnstorming around the country before beginning as a writer. With two books under her belt, Miss Howe is presumably deemed a novelist. Actually, she has remained a monologuist. "We Happy Few" is not a novel, really, but a series of vignettes, all of which black out with a punch line. Many of these are very funny, and Miss Howe's satire bites deep, but wisecracks do not a novel make...