Word: premi
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Manhattanites waited for the melting watches, the hirsute oysters, the crutches, the lamb chops, that are the hallmarks of Surrealist Salvador Dali. But there were few such symbol-crashes in the ballet Labyrinth, given its world première at the Metropolitan Opera House last week...
...home of the divine Kshesinskaya, the ballerina whom Nicholas II loved. It was the city of grey and pink granite, of Rastrelli's baroque Winter Palace, Catherine the Great's classicism, Alexander I's low-lying "architectural landscapes." At its Imperial Opera, Prince Igor had its première. Rembrandt's Polish Nobleman hung in its Hermitage. It was the town where skylarks sang, in whose parks birches crowded, and under the birches melting little Russian mushrooms grew...
...people to Philadelphia's Robin Hood Dell for the concert José Iturbí refused to conduct (TIME, July 7). Clarinetist Goodman not only rippled through the Mozart concerto, with Edwin McArthur conducting, but he waved a stick-a pencil-over the Philadelphia Orchestra in the première of a Tango by Stravinsky. Drawled Benny later: "I felt kinda funny...
...hand at snaring such top-flight cinema talent for noncommercial rates is sharp-tongued, tapir-nosed Charles Vanda, 38, producer of Forecast. He also produces Lolly Parsons' Hollywood Premières and the Hollywood end of the U.S. Treasury's Millions for Defense. Acidulous on all matters, particularly Hollywood, Vanda is enormously popular with reporters, is privily referred to by actors as "The Toad." Mordantly witty, as typical of Manhattan as a knish, Vanda has a ready excuse for his devastating blintzkriegs. "It's all an act," he says. "Inside I'm just a sissy...
Strange and wonderful are the premieres (pronounced "premiérs") of Hollywood: the trappings of publicity; the lights and decorations painting the gaudy lily of the Carthay Circle Theatre (where the big premieres are held); the pushing, stargazing crowds; the troops of real live stars ("I seen him! Didja see her?"). This week Manhattan sees a premiere stranger and more wonderful than any of Hollywood's. The celebrities present, the publicity, the lights on the marquee, may be lost in the blare and blaze of Broadway. But strangeness and wonder belong to the show itself. It is Walt Disney...