Word: moonlights
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...purring into surprised faces. Moving together as in an acrobatic ballet, gliding, jumping, and somersaulting, the actors truly resemble the animals they pretend (or maybe, aspire) to be. With the actors slinking on stage, the lights flashing and stroking, the carefully sculptured trash set, eerily bathed in an artificial moonlight glow, the illusion is complete. Only then are we ready to enter the world of the Jellicle Cats...
...LYRICS OF NOëL COWARD; Overlook Press; 418 pages; $25 "Strange how potent cheap music is," wrote Noël Coward about one of his own songs. He was partly right: the melody and rhythm proved irresistible, but the lyric ("Some day I'll find you,/ Moonlight behind you") provided the real power. In an enduring song, notes beguile the ear; words build a home in the mind...
...memoirist and, at the end, Sir Noël, knight of the British Empire. Yet of all his roles, Coward is likely to be remembered best as the songwriter with a taste for the bittersweet. Like Porter, he shied from passionate expression, sometimes in the belief that love, like moonlight, was "cruelly deceptive"; sometimes because he saw himself as an English Pierrot, the clown whose laughter cannot quite disguise the catch in his throat. Of the nearly 300 songs in Coward's collection, the dead-on love ballads are the weakest: "Time and tide can never sever/ Those whom...
FRANKIE AVALON and Annette Funicello would not recognize the teenage beach culture depicted in Bruce Beresford's Puberty Blues. In this Australian import, the surfers and their girls don't sing and dance blissfully, and they certainly don't undergo innocuous adventures cuddling under the moonlight...
...solaces of contemporary life, such as love and religion, while a bouncy chorus invokes "God and man" as if they were the co-owners of the corner candy store. Let's Dance, a love song rilled with the promise of passion and the threat of impermanence under "this serious moonlight," has one of those weird, hypnotic choruses that uses the colors and objects of dreams like surrealistic talismans: "Let's dance/ Put on your red shoes and dance the blues...