Word: saroyans
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...This week, over a coast-to-coast hook-up (Sunday: 2-2:30 E. S. T.), The Free Company will get going. The Company's initial venture, characteristically entitled The People With Light Coming Out of Them, is some of the patriotic night-thoughts of William Saroyan, who examines the residents of one U. S. city block, reaches his characteristic conclusion that everything is for the best in this best of all possible worlds, and even better...
Writers of The Free Company contribute their services gratis, with CBS underwriting all other costs, including the expense of short-waving the show to Latin America. The Bill of Rights provides a pattern for the series. Following Saroyan's lyric outbursts on illuminated Americans, Robert Sherwood will dwell on freedom of the press, Marc Connelly on freedom to teach, Orson Welles on freedom of assembly, Archibald MacLeish on freedom of speech, Paul Green on racial freedom. Filling out the broadcasts, now designed to run 13 weeks, will be scripts on freedom in general by Stephen Vincent Benet, Sherwood Anderson...
...first copy more than fulfills this promise. Starting with an article by William Carols Williams--the first piece in a Symposium to represent the Poet, the Teacher, and the Student--the issue proceeds with "An Essay at Theater" by William Saroyan, a group of varied short stories, a collection of poems, and a series of excellent illustrations. Each piece is different and to a great extent new. Williams' "The Invisible University" is a cogent discussion, aptly illustrated by the perhaps exaggerated example of T. S. Eliot, of the evils which may lie in a university education. It is a challenging...
Aram has as many eccentric uncles as Gracie Allen. Each of them is worth a Saroyan comic-tear or two. Uncle Melik "was just about the worst farmer that ever lived." On his godforsaken desert farm, he set out hundreds of pomegranate trees, poured all his love and money into them, lost both trees and land. Once he looked a horned toad straight in the eye. Then...
Such is the flavor of My Name is Aram. Effortless, delicate and slightly boozy, the little tales carry a sense of comic-poetic anarchy whose only name is Saroyan. For those who get the hang of it, there are several solid miracles of literary slack-wire walking. There is less of the brassiness and tinhorn rhetoric with which he usually destroys his effects. There is more self-effacing attention to business than usual. Saroyan will always be a question of taste; but another book or two, and he may also be one of the best and most original writers alive...