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Word: playgoers (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...sight of a little boy holding an apple. He swung the child against a cement wall and bashed out his brains. Then he contentedly munched the apple. The theater comes to be haunted with the screams of the tortured. The stench of death so invades the evening that the playgoer is often closer to choking than to crying...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Inferno Revisited | 10/14/1966 | See Source »

...convey actions, messages or answers but states of being and feeling." Does every play have to contain a message? Should the playwright just supply answers? Three cheers for the playwright who can create states of being, arouse feeling, and make one think. As for the fact that "some playgoers cannot comprehend these modern plays," is the failure that of the playwright, or is it that of the playgoer who enters the theater expecting only to be entertained...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters: Jul. 22, 1966 | 7/22/1966 | See Source »

...pits the serious modern playmaker against the traditional function of Western art, which T. S. Eliot defined as "imposing a credible order on ordinary reality, and thereby eliciting some perception of an order in reality." By contrast, it is the deliberate intent of modern theater art to bring the playgoer to a condition of inner turmoil, anguish and revolt...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: THE MODERN THEATER OR, THE WORLD AS A METAPHOR OF DREAD | 7/8/1966 | See Source »

Serjeant Musgrave's Dance. Give some playwrights a stage and they turn it into a combination lecture platform and thundering pulpit. Scarcely bothering to dramatize their themes, they simply harangue the playgoer as if he were a retarded child or a calloused sinner...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Pacifist Manifesto | 3/18/1966 | See Source »

Since Henry II could not possibly recognize himself or his brood in Goldmancolor, the playgoer should not strive to do so. Winter is rather a day in the life of that boisterous Plantagenet family in the little 12th century castle halfway down the next block. It is Christmas Eve, and a spat is in progress. That is what the play is, an interminable family spat. The three boys, or brats, want Daddy's crown, and they sulk and scream over it as if it were the prize in the Cracker Jack box. Daddy wants Mommy's booming piece...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Family Spat | 3/11/1966 | See Source »

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