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...scenes involving the amusing low-life cronies Pistol, Bardolph, and Nym go well. Best of the bunch is Michael McGuire, who is (totes, and fires) Pistol. He has a fine comic sense, and spits out his consonants with relish. In his ludicrous run-in with the French soldier, though, the use of the French "moi" destroys Shakespeare's punning with "moy." Still, this performance compares favorably with the splendid Pistol of the late Ian Keith for the Cambridge Drama Festival here...
Kristoffer Tabori is most appealing as the young smooth-cheeked sidekick that Pistol inherited from the dead Falstaff. (Whereas Shakespeare designates him simply as "Boy," the program calls him "Davy," through Davy in 2 Henry IV was Justice Shallow's servant and not Falstaff's). When the Boy is left alone with a field of corpses, he slowly wanders about, deeply, shaken and unhardened by his hands. Espying the approach of two enemy French soldiers, he scampers up the jungle-gym. But the soldiers pursue and overtake him, coldly spear him, and depart leaving one more corpse on the silent...
...according to the students, who said they had merely been walking in a group of some 75 to 100 to watch firemen put out a grass fire. Without warning or provocation, they said, the police opened up in a murderous fusillade of shotgun, pistol and rifle fire. Said Charles W. Hildebrand, a student: "At first I thought they were firing blanks, but then somebody, yelled, 'Oh Lord, I'm hit!' I felt a blow, like a brick, on the back of my leg. I went down and got up and I was hit again...
...mood or purpose. One redeeming element is the staging by Director Gene Frankel: the menacing beat of tom-toms, eerie flickering lights, harsh ritual dances and the brooding presence of totemic animal masks give the play a body that the text lacks. Stacy Keach's Buffalo Bill is pistol-bright as the showman, but the man within remains tantalizingly masked...
...force of University Heights, Iowa. The tiny suburb (pop. 2,000) in the shadow of sedate Iowa State is honeycombed with law and order and can rely on nearby Iowa City police if more-or masculine -officers are needed. Mostly, they are not. Mrs. Winders has never discharged her pistol or Mace can in anger, although she did arrest a drunken driver two years...