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...families under water. The hope of finding Indian graves and getting the whole area protected from APCO by having it registered as a National Historic Place is just one of several desperate ways in which the people of Brumley Gap are trying to fend off inundation. The Indian relic idea is not entirely farfetched either. Store Owner Holmes recently found a Paleo-Indian double-fluted pentagonal flint point dating from 9000 B.C. It was authenticated by Randy Turner, regional archaeologist for south Virginia. Piles of arrowheads and doodads, picked up by residents over the years, still await serious examination...
...amazed at how dated this film looks--all the moreso because it wasmade by a bunch of amateur filmmakers who, for all their good-heartedness, simply didn't know where to put the camera. Ah, well-dreams die. It's interesting to see it as a kind of relic, but that's about it. You'll suddenly feel very...
...sense, the peasant ethic of the villagers is an anachronism, a relic of the past which is out of step with the 20th century. Many of the villagers are reasonably well off, but they are so used to working that they can never take the time to enjoy their profits. The Vallets have a large bank account, but they are always too busy working to spend the money. The work ethic is so deeply ingrained within them that they simply can't bear to be idle, to work less than their full capacity...
This may sound doom-laden, but the plays are redeemed by irrepressible freshets of surreal humor. Buried Child, now at off-Broadway's Theater de Lys, concerns itself with a zany Illinois farm family. Dodge (Richard Hamilton), the grandfather, is a prickly relic whose security blanket is the whisky bottle under it. His wife Halie (Jacqueline Brookes) is the voice of the nag incarnate. The eldest son Tilden (Tom Noonan) is laconic, even for a neo-Neanderthal. For him, the barren fields yield armfuls of corn and carrots, which are duly shucked, sliced and nibbled onstage...
...that he is the master of reproducing the cold exchanges and icy silences of domestic warfare. His control of bizarre episodes-a U.S. AID adviser immolated atop a shipment of Kix Trix Chex Pops, Russian missile experts rollicking like Kievstone Kops, a severed head turned into a Disneyesque talking relic-steers him clear of gratuitous black humor...