Word: ragging
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Verdon moments worth counting are few, but one fine one is a witty chorus number called The Uncle Sam Rag, parodying a sedately British version of U.S. ragtime. As Essie's muscular true love, Richard Kiley is good in voice and virile in manner. The lackluster score sounds like eight notes in search of a composer, and the book should be returned to the moths from which it was borrowed. But Redhead's flaws are not in its star...
...staged by Felsenstein Protégé Joachim Herz but supervised by the boss himself, stressed naturalistic stage effects, an infinite concern for dramatic detail, and acting of startling realism. The curtain rose on an iron grille stretched across the proscenium, representing the palace gate separating the chorus of rag-clad Chinese from the palace courtyard, where one of Turandot's unsuccessful suitors was about to be executed. The mob faced the audience in silence for several seconds, hissed in hypnotic fascination at their gruesome vision. Only then did the music begin. Throughout, the stage blazed with barbaric lights...
...doubtful whether the last minute changes mattered a lot. Here is a rag-tag sketch, something informal, something that would suffer more from a bad stab at giving it professional gloss than from the loose and chaotic treatment Charles Mee, director, has given it. Not to say, of course, that a slick, carefully conceived job mightn't have been better; just probably impossible here...
...burst of moral indignation, the city fathers of Paris once ordered a roundup of vagrants. The police herded together a motley crowd of itinerant peddlers, rag and iron merchants, sidewalk salesmen. Loaded down with their bundles, dragging handcarts behind them, they straggled past Montmartre, cut through the Porte de Clignancourt and onto the plain of Saint-Ouen, where the army occasionally held maneuvers. Here the evicted peddlers settled down, offered their trinkets for sale to passersby. When the army seemed not to object, they put up awnings over their merchandise, built flimsy wooden booths. They sold everything from ormolu clocks...
...might remember, however, that though we have won our battle in the classrooms, we have lost it in the dining halls. We, too, must wear the knotted rag that is the vestige of our ancestors' attempts to guard against colds in the throat. Even regarded as a symbol of gentility, the compulsory necktie is an unwarranted imposition on those of us who are conscientiously ungenteel. Perhaps Harvard will some day experience among its students a revival of the zeal that characterized its founders. On that day we might remember the slogan promulgated by one of the Tom Paines of Jenkins...