Word: monsterization
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...integrity, principle and reason. But all we meet are squeaking sponges and hardened arteries. Capitulation is called negotiation; absence of all principle, reason. Irrational whim is youthful idealism, the hairy savage a student with commitment. But the professors and administrators, who have fed and reared the monster by compromise after compromise, make for a spectacle that is even more disgusting...
Robert Symonds brings this miserable creature to robustious life in his best performance yet with the Lincoln Center Repertory Theater. Although he is always an actorish actor, his tendency to overplay is precisely right for this petty monster of farce. Skittering about like a bespectacled magpie, Symonds' Harpagon is a sprite of the cashbox, an imp of interest rates, a tooth-clacking, raggedy-cloaked, stringy-haired witch of usury. To see him is a pleasure. To see him undone is a delight...
...hulking old man, are forward with the young captain. His new bride is aft, trying to steer the ungainly boat by its heavy tiller. Her husband crawls back along the catwalk to her; silhouetted half over the water with face upturned his doubled over figure resembles some odd monster coming into the camera. He reaches her; they embrace and tumble to the deck. Their figures in medium close shot are indistinct, but the bridal gown she is still wearing burns white in the surrounding dark...
...awesome theatricality about today's radicalism. But some, of course, do mean it. They have fallen victim to an old and naive doctrine-that man is naturally good, humane, decent, just and honorable, but that corrupt and wicked institutions have transformed the noble savage into a civilized monster. Destroy the corrupt institutions, they say, and man's native goodness will flower. There isn't anything in history or anthropology to confirm the thesis, but it survives down the generations...
Seated inside his 11-ft.-tall brainchild, Mechanical Engineer Ralph Mosher moved his legs and arms and sent the 3,000-lb., four-legged mastodon lumbering across the floor at General Electric's Schenectady plant. As Mosher flexed his arms, the monster climbed a stack of heavy timbers to pose like a circus elephant with one foreleg held in the air. A flick of Mosher's wrist swung a 6½-ft. metal leg in an arc and sent the timbers flying. Another flick and the foreleg playfully kicked sand at watching newsmen...