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...child who manages to survive the 36-page assault is more likely to be left devastated than delighted. The Lampoon attempts to obliterate war with more bombs than are necessary, and is thereby guilty of the kind of overkill it hopes to lampoon. The Overkill Number is overworked, overwritten, overwrought...
...often been starved for lack of a grand theme-a Tolstoyan war, a Flaubertian passion, a Jamesian conflict of cultures. The Ne gro revolution, at once violent and vital, agonizing and altruistic, could provide such a theme. Novelist Ann Fairbairn tries to tackle it in this ambitious, achingly overwritten epic. The result is a compelling argument for instant Black Power-if only to avert a sequel...
World as Wilderness. Muggeridge is compulsively nasty to politicians, whatever their party. "Macmillan," he wrote, "seemed in his very person to embody the national decay he supposed himself to be confuting. He exuded a flavor of mothballs." Churchill, whose writings were "gaseous and overwritten," became a "kind of totem." In his old age, he was "produced as totems are, to keep up tribal morale." As for liberalism, said Muggeridge, it is "really just a death wish. We liberals are so made that anyone who wants to murder us is a hero and anyone foolish enough to be on our side...
...Three, Irma La Douce, and Kiss Me, Stupid--the man's last three pictures--were characterized not so much by cynicism as by excess. In all things. Kiss Me, Stupid, unquestionably Wilder's worst, was so overplayed, overwritten and overdirected that it seemed fair to call it his Armageddon. But with the benefit of hindsight, one can see that beneath the roughage Wilder has been brewing a new style of comedy. And the brew has come to boil with The Fortune Cookie...
...Sign in Sidney Brustein's Window, by Lorraine Hansberry, has too many minds of its own. It is overloaded, overwritten and overwrought. It is about guilt and guilt collectors, venting their oral-compulsive laments in a Greenwich Village setting. Through the play troop the Quixotes who venture into political quicksands, the soiled hipsters of success and the purist false priests of failure, self-deceiving bohemians, homosexuals, husbands, wives, artists and whores. Everything overlaps and the play has diversity without direction. It endlessly circles its own conversation...