Word: simianly
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...amusing to play with. And if the first woman had gone by description alone, she might, like Ravenal's Eve, have assumed that the forbidden fruit was a cranberry and have served up apple pies with innocent impunity. Adam proves to be inept at naming the animals, and the simian creature that he dibs "flounder" has to be fended off with a barbed wire fence. Instead of Satan, SIN features a lithe delinquent called Ssss, who is bad in a soulful rather than a derogatory way. When man's ancestor decides that a maid is more desirable than a mate...
...publicity agents have been beating their drums with predictable frenzy. To celebrate the Paris opening, Paramount workers in Hollywood dismantled a 40-ft. Kong model used in the film, shipped it on trucks to New York, then by cargo jet to France. Last week while crowds gathered, the reassembled simian superstar lay in state halfway up the Champs-Elysées with all the grandeur of an embalmed potentate...
...Anastasia, Natalia Bessmertnova-one of the most lyrical ballerinas in the world-has little to do but flutter her graceful arms and look demure. The only multidimensional character is Ivan, a role danced at the premiere by Yuri Vladimirov. An extraordinarily lithe actor with a frazzled mane and long simian arms, Vladimirov in his mad scenes looked oddly like a bemused orangutan who had suddenly been set loose from a zoo. That effect was heightened in the ballet's unintentionally ludicrous climax, when the paranoid Czar, hopelessly entangled among bell ropes, dangles above a crowd of foot-stomping peasants...
...defense attorney has a craggy, hand some face that is the color of boiled beef. The deeply-graven lines from the wings of his nose to the outside of his mouth give him a simian look. You can usually tell how the defense is faring from the mood on William Homans's face. On a disappointing day he is irascible and his forehead is wrinkled. On a good day his eyes light up, and the lines outside his nose become smile lines...
When Alberto Giacometti died at 65 in his native Switzerland eight years ago, he was already a figure of legend. His seamed casque of a head (like that of a Renaissance condottiere) and his cramped, dust-floured studio in Paris, had become almost as famous as Picasso's simian mask and opulent villas. He was, it seemed, the existentialist answer to Mediterranean man. And as such he appeared to be one of the very few sculptors who, in the 20th century, had discovered a fresh convention for the human body - spindly and eroded, impossibly vertical, a gobbet of clay...