Word: saws
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...quiet room of Providence's VA Hospital, bearded, longtime expatriate Author Elliot (The Last Time I Saw Paris) Paul, 67, a lifelong agnostic, now dying of heart disease, called for a priest, crossed himself with three fingers in the sign of the Trinity, and became a member of the Greek Orthodox Church. "Teach me to pray," he asked the priest. "I want to pray...
...party in its theater-review format under the headline FOR (NOT BY) BROOKS ATKINSON, some readers wondered how he could bring himself to rap another play. Their fears proved groundless. That night Critic Atkinson left the opening performance of Norman Krasna's Who Was That Lady I Saw You With? (see THEATER), strode two blocks to the Times and neatly scribbled a panning review...
...woman member of the trio set out curiously to track down the other two. The first was Willem de Kooning, the second an artist with an unfamiliar name who lived just a block away from her Greenwich Village studio. "I lunged right over," she remembers, "and when I saw his paintings I almost died. They bowled me over. Then I met him, and that was it." In the years that followed, the pair made art history: one with commotion-Jackson Pollock; the other with devotion-Lee Krasner, who became his wife...
...That Lady I Saw You With? (by Norman Krasna) concerns a Columbia chemistry professor whose wife catches him kissing a girl student and at once starts packing for Reno. A would-be helpful pal of the culprit cooks up the explanation that the kiss was part of the professor's job as an FBI man. This quickly makes matters worse, for though the wife is mollified, the FBI gets wind of the story. Wheels start to turn, wires begin to cross, and the plot not only thickens but broadens and lengthens as well...
...melt. The silliness, instead of turning cartwheels, drags a leg; the gags cheapen, the situations crumble. Acute FBItis sets in; then comes that death rattle of farce, when the play is in infinitely worse trouble than the characters. For all its earlier bounciness, Who Was That Lady I Saw You With? eventually seems as long-drawn-out as its title, and pretty nearly...