Word: queene
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...QUEEN OF HEARTS. On a next-to-nothing budget, this criminally pleasurable panorama depicts a teeming gallery of Italians in postwar London. Funny, ambitious and a mite too long, Queen of Hearts laces pearls on a shoestring...
...fragile beauty has cast her on film as Isadora Duncan, Mary Queen of Scots and Guinevere. Her toughness made her an anti-Nazi adventurer in Julia and a fierce literary agent in Prick Up Your Ears. Onstage in the summer of 1986 in London, she demonstrated her range by alternating as the worldly queen in Antony and Cleopatra and the humiliated, housebound maiden in The Taming of the Shrew. If anything linked those two roles, it was only the pained look they shared, that unforgettable gaze from those grave and piercing eyes as they take in the unimaginable perfidy...
...abundantly grateful for what we have: the first Velazquez exhibition ever held in the U.S., comprising more than a third of his total known output, including such great works of his maturity as the Prado's portraits of the Count-Duke of Olivares on horseback and Queen Mariana and early ones like The Waterseller of Seville, painted when he was around 20, from London's Wellington Museum...
...places: if, for instance, one wants to know where Philip Guston felt some of the authority for his last paintings lay, where those eloquently clumsy speckled gray-and-pink shapes looked back to, one need only consult passages in Velazquez like the extraordinary plumage of the headdress worn by Queen Mariana for his formal portrait of her in the Prado. Yet not one of his painter-admirers has made Velazquez seem "newer," or in any significant way changed the address of his work. Velazquez himself seems always new, fresh on his own terms, which record the act of scrutiny...
...eyes conditioned by the spontaneity of painting since Manet, for now that Velazquez's paint has aged, one sees the radical shifts and erasures of form below the unperturbed surface. There is no texture he cannot paint, from the massive chains of silver embroidery that anchor a Bourbon Queen's black dress to the bottom of the canvas, their slightly tarnished sparkle amazingly conveyed in opaque blobs of gray and white, to the hair of a hunting dog's leg whose living animal nature gets its due in three long and five short strokes of the brush. He does...