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...approached in the right , Faust is among the most entertaining opera in the repertury. Rooted in the French graud opera tradition, Gounod did not attempt to infuse his opera with social realism, as did both Verdi and Puccini in different ways and with equally lachrymose results. Faust is unapologetically fantastic; it is the familiar story of the scholar who sells his soul to the devil in exchange for youth and the love of Marguerite, a chaste beauty. Gounod's music is as extravagant and emotional as the story demands, but the emotion is produced through charming melodies and dazzling orchestration...
Mansfield, who teaches Moral Reasoning 13: "Realism and Moralism," says large courses also allow students to "be lost in a mass...
...turn for unconscious reasons, and so it was with Copley. The "liny" style of his "little way in Boston" turned out, in the end, not to be a provincial flaw. Rather, it proved the very basis of his best achievement as a painter. It produced the hard, unfussed, straightforward realism of his portraits, which make up a unique record of the men and women who formed America from the top in the late 18th century...
...Copley's work as the origin of one of the main lines of American painting: that empirical realism that, disdaining frills of style and "spiritual" grace notes, tried in all its sharpness (and, occasionally, bluntness) to engage the material world as an end in itself. Later figures in this line would be John James Audubon and Thomas Eakins. But Copley was the first. He took the linear, enumerative style of early American effigy painting and made it peculiarly grand--not through rhetoric, as in the "grand manner," but through the candor of its curiosity. He did not edit...
Speak? Well, not exactly. His people howl and mumble, wisecrack and menace, muse and abuse--a lot of the time obscenely. But never idly. The language of Clockers is finally transformative, turning what might have been no more than a slice of mean-streets realism into a sort of rap opera, in which pained recitative prepares the way for anguished (and curiously moving) arias...