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...make of this latest piece of American ingenuity. "It's so convenient," Raftery explains. "And now they have cole slaw too." But there are so many more mysteries to ponder at the A&P. Michiko Takai wants to know: "Which are most popular for children-alfalfa sprouts or onion sprouts?" "Alfalfa," Raftery replies after thinking it over...
...idea that tourism inevitably strips off some holiness of place, some magic, may be descended from the primitive conceit that a camera steals the soul of the person photographed. The sacred place (Mount Sinai, Mount Fuji, the Grand Canyon) is an onion, and each new wave of Visigoths with video cameras peels away a layer of mystique, until the magic that drew the stranger in the first place is gone, and instead the tourist finds--other tourists. And with them, the hotels and fast foods and souvenirs and globally identical amenities. A real traveler hates all that...
...eyes become capable, for a moment, of a fresh transparency. Slide into the Pleistocene: under a thorn tree in Masai Mara, say, a cheetah tears at the Thomson's gazelle it has nailed for lunch. All around in a semicircle, the minibuses sprout glaring bwanas from their sunroofs. The onion peels...
Undeniably Elvis is king, but the Onion Weaver's Puppetry reveals him to be a prophet and cultural icon in a way few other media could. Using a multi-level multimedia approach, we guffaw at the professor puppet's scholarly analyses and the confessions of Elvis' sideburns. The live Blue Hawaii scene and the Graceland tour guide, though not puppets, are also side-splittingly funny. Frequent gifts flung to the audience accentuate the notion of Elvis as paraphernalia and keep everyone happy...
From the voting box on the program for the Young Elvis Pez or the Old Elvis Pez, until long after the spectacle of a curtain call, Elvis makes you smile. The production is witty, creative, and even informative. There's nothing at Harvard quite like the Onion Weavers--no one else could make Elvis live...