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...replaced by the hip virtues of energy and attitude. Male singer-songwriters were now the Rimbauds of rock and the women merely interpreters, trimming their expertise to the cut of the material. LaBelle or Bette Midler could coax a ballad to tears or go all raw in a rave- up, but that wasn't artistry, only dexterity without the signature of commitment. Meanwhile, FM radio's narrow-cast formats were herding black artists into the chic ghettos of Las Vegas and the R.-and-B. stations. By now the first generation of rock-'n'-roll kids had hit their...
Hard for an actor to cop an Oscar -- or earn a sheaf of rave reviews -- when an audience's first and lasting response to his appearance is "Ooooh, isn't he cute?" His face is a posh prison, his smile a winsome rictus. Because everyone wants to mother him, or date him, or have him for a baby-sitter, nobody will let him grow up. He must remain harmless, asexual, a teen-dream Dorian Gray doll or risk losing the devotion of his millions of chaperones...
Take "See You In Paradise. "Not only is that the sort of title a hippie mystic like Morrison would invent, but the opening piano chords mimic the Irish guru's "Bright Side Of The Road" with no mean precision. Similarly, "First Time," a rave up with some inspired drumming, sounds like it was written after a careful analysis of "Wavelength," and "Celtic Ballad" could be a cut on any one of Morrison's albums...
WHAT'S HOT in theater, you ask? The monologue, duuuude, the dramatic monologue. If more than three people happen to gather near a stage, quicker than you can say "To be or not to be" some joker will pull up a chair and mike to rave on about his failed love affairs. What's more, these thespian monomaniacs are starting to break out of the Off-off Broadway ratholes they call home, colonizing the fair lands of film and legitimate theater. Whoopi Goldberg, Ann Magnuson, and Spalding Gray have all made the big break into films, the latter with...
Four years ago Soviet Director Yuri Lyubimov opened an adaptation of Dostoyevsky's Crime and Punishment in London. Authorities in Moscow paid less attention to the rave reviews than to a London Times interview in which Lyubimov castigated Soviet censors for persistent interference with his work back home. Of 40 shows he had mounted, seven had been banned and many others had been rewritten or restaged. Said Lyubimov: "I am 65 years old, and I simply don't have the time to wait until these government officials finally arrive at an understanding of a culture that will be worthy...