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...what hoofing! The dancers, all men, cross and recross the stage with demon drive. The sounds vary as strains of jazz, blues, hip-hop and gospel interweave. This is a very raucous show, about as far removed from the classic buck-and-wing as tap can get. The performers slap down the beat hard, and if that doesn't rattle the eardrums, they are miked at the ankle. It doesn't make for subtlety, but for visceral excitement...
...charming dance for the heroine partnered by her faithful broom. When the Fairy Godmother appears in a vision, she is usually accompanied by the Four Seasons, who have pretty, technically challenging variations. Here all this is replaced by pointless, dull sequences for the corps de ballet, who cross and recross the stage, smiling vacuously. Actually, Cinderella cannot very well dance with her broom because she is shackled by clogs of cartoon ugliness. Even if she is down on her luck, Cinderella is a ballerina and should wear pointe shoes. And dance...
Reno ordered his men to remount and charge through the encircling Indians in a desperate fight to escape annihilation. By the time the retreating force managed to recross the river, less than two hours after first fording it, 32 men had been killed, 18 wounded, and 18 were missing. Reno and his survivors hastily dug defensive positions atop a hill on the east bank of the river where they were reinforced by three other cavalry companies, but remained pinned for nearly 20 hours, fighting off as many as 4,000 Indians. Only with the threat of the arrival of fresh...
...upper-stage rockets powerful enough to put the present X-15 into orbit. Long before the Russians get a true plane into space, the U.S. might have the X-15 circling the world. Once in orbit, the swift little rocketship could maneuver freely, change direction and altitude, cross and recross the same cities, and glide down to land on conventional airports...
...sister university, Brown (which fortunately sits on a hill twelve feet high and which would be spared from the onrushing waters). It is the town's streets, which might jokingly be called its arteries of trade and commerce, its narrow and fetid alleyways which cross and recross without plan or purpose, which cry like a festering sore for the purging waters...