Word: singeing
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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TAYLOR's performance, like her voice, is uneven. She drops octaves at will, often with little purpose, and the almost sing-song nature of her voice makes her sound at one moment girlish, at another manly. Yet often her guttural inflections serve her well, as she threatens either Sybil or Elyot. Burton fares better, for he avoids Taylor's tendency to slip into broad, overstated gestures. However, Burton's disinterested demeanor occasionally seems to reflect a boredom with his part. And his and Taylor's hostile interludes lead to the play's most unintentionally humorous moments...
Rockaby is a beautifully written monologue whose excruciatingly bitter message becomes very hard to endure even in such a short performance. Owen rocks herself to death, coordinating her rocking with the rhthym of her repetitive, sing-song phrases. "In the end, the day came, time she stopped going to and fro, high and low..." As she rocks more and more violently, and finally falls over, the repetition becomes unbearable. Yet the play also has a peaceful quality which, when juxtaposed against the underlying suicidal throbbing, stimulates the imagination. Although the director provides little in the form of lighting or props...
Worst of all, Watt might easily have invited Randy Newman to sing his newest hit, with its chorus "Let's drop the big one." Caspar Weinberger might have taken the song seriously, and then where would...
...finished filming Benvenuta in Belgium, and next week in Italy she starts Sun and Night. Not bad for a relative newcomer. But Ardant wants to return to the stage. "Because I love the word," says she. "I love the music of the word. In the theater, I want to sing, I want to fly." Fine, but after Peter Pan, what...
...lower lip that all chansonniers are issued at birth. Ever the actor as singer, he will poke or sculpt the air to give physical shape to a lyric; at the end of a song he may waltz or lurch into the wings. Mostly he stands at center stage and sing-talks one of the more than 1,000 ballads he has written. These are songs of subterranean emotions, of dreams and fears and guilty secrets. The best of them are stethoscopes detecting sounds often unheard: the diminished pulse beat of a love gone sour, the anxiety beneath male bravado...