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...truth is that most Broadway shows have long been as easy to attend as a movie; playgoers who merely drift up to the box office at curtain time can generally plunk down their money and walk right in. One night last week, for example, only three of Broadway's 29 shows were sold out by 5 130: How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying, The Night of the Iguana and Milk and Honey. (Since the most publicized shows are the ones that nearly all out-of-town visitors want to see. the impossible-ticket myth has spread...
Time was when those seeking relief from subtitled and "award-winning" Brattle fare could nip across Massachusetts Avenue and plunk down ninety cents for a relaxing and refreshingly unintellectual Rock Hudson twin-bill...
GARY: If you want to suspend your reason for a couple of hours and have a whale of a time, take in The Guns of Navarone. If you've heard the music, or even read Alastair MacLean's bestseller, by all means go all the way and plunk down your coins to see Carl Foreman's version. Though unbelievable, it's spectacular, and with shipwrecks, cliff-climbers, saboteurs, informers, captures, escapes, and explosions, (and Gregory Peck, David Niven, and Anthony Quinn), how can you lose...
...rope strung from the leaky roof hangs a paint bucket into which drops of water plunk like the tick-tock of doom." See THEATER, Unwrapping Mummies...
...bales of yellowed newspapers, moldy tennis rackets, scattered bureau drawers, a sink bowl, and a disconnected gas stove graced with a gilt plaster Buddha. There is a lawn mower and a blowtorch. On a rope strung from the leaky roof hangs a paint bucket into which drops of water plunk like the tick-tock of doom. Into this dusty, chilly tomb, English Playwright Pinter deposits three mummies of modern man, who proceed to strip off each other's wrappings with ripples of humor, glints of malice and a passionate alternating current of regard and disregard for their common humanity...