Word: mothered
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...empty, in semidarkness. Suddenly, in a huggermugger of stumbling hurry and shouted directions, a family spills out of a stairwell, dropping luggage and household possessions all over the room, and collapsing in relief. Obviously a close thing, whatever it was. The lights come up as they freeze - father, mother, daughter and Negro maid-while into the tawdry room and out through the theater comes a dreadful ululation of voices...
This is "The Sound," from which they have fled their previous apartment downstairs-an apartment where, it seems, they had more rooms and possessions. But only Daughter Zenobia (Meg Foster) acknowledges this; Mother and Father refuse to admit that anything has really changed. Zenobia, too, is the only one who mentions the existence of It-a silent creature, swathed in slings and bandages, who skulks along the floor, in corners and under tables, and is intermittently kicked, whipped, stabbed, slapped and kneed in the groin by both husband and wife, without provocation or comment...
...where the brush would strike next. The instrument they had to fear was the shovel. In Manhattan's Dwan Gallery, the newest frontier is called "Earthworks," and the ingredients on display include dirt, worms, rocks, photographs and written descriptions. "Our original idea," explains the gallery's earth mother, Virginia Dwan, "was just to show earth as a medium, but it's difficult to know where to draw the line...
...appropriately resonant as the blind Tiresias-though he appears so massive that it is hard to imagine his having been turned into a woman, as the legend has it. Lilli Palmer's Jocasta manages to be at once regal, sexy and maternal in this famous Freudian archetype of mother love gone...
...stopped dead in the middle of the street with people hanging from all the doors and windows talking, where there is a strong sense of racial solidarity and an even stronger sense of family solidarity so that on every block, as on Eighth Street, there are two sisters, a mother, dozens of children, and countless inlaws within three doors of each other, and where there is no such thing as a current issue, so strong is the feeling of a neighborhood past that impinges on it. Nobody simply exists in East Cambridge; everybody lives next to his neighbors and close...