Word: saint
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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From Servant to Saint. Progress up the ladder is slow, but the steps are clearly marked. A diocesan commission must first examine the life of the candidate; a favorable verdict is passed on to the Congregation of Rites, which then lists the person as a "servant of God." After the evidence is re-examined by the congregation, the servant may be declared by the Pope as a "venerable." The venerable's cause is then challenged by a devil's advocate (real title: promoter of the faith), who will search for scandal in the person's life, question...
...Until the Middle Ages, saints were created by popular acclaim and decrees of local bishops, which Rome usually accepted as evidence of sanctity. Even now the Pope can bypass the Congregation of Rites, declare a saint on his own authority...
...interpreted with earthy humor and shining grace by Bokuzen Hidari, is the vortical figure in the film. The other characters turn to him as men turn instinctively to a light in darkness. He is a holy idiot, a saint who is wanted by the police. He looks like a lamb, he looks like a dragon. Unhuman understanding blazes in his eyes-or is it merely the firelight reflected? Prophetic wisdom flames from his mouth-or is he simply playing the oracle? "Lies are not always evil, nor is the truth always good . . . Blessed are those who believe in something, even...
...cloud of complaints from British critics that the grand old company is not what it used to be. Perhaps not. But it is demonstrably less cobwebby and more experimental now than it has been for a dozen years. Its new productions-Macbeth, Romeo and Juliet and Shaw's Saint Joan-are generally characterized by innovation, and all worth seeing...
Actress Jefford reverses herself, unfortunately, in the Old Vic's Saint Joan. The maid of Domremy, by Shaw's description in his preface, was one of the first of modern women, a take-charge overlord of men. But Jefford's Joan is a wide-eyed schoolgirl heroine, as coy and cute as Sabrina fair. The production also suffers from the paralyzed, tableau style of Douglas Scale's direction. In the end, Saint Joan is the least remarkable of the Old Vic's productions, but it is paradoxically the outstanding one of the lot. For Shakespeare...