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Despite omens so favorable that overconfidence seemed to be the G.O.P.'s lone hazard, the spirit of Dallas was surprisingly feisty, even belligerent. Speaker after speaker sharply berated the Democrats, eliciting war cries and hoots from a convention that seemed to smell blood. The best-received barbs, and the constant efforts to link Walter Mondale to the Carter presidency, reflected a conservative ideology that relished its moment of triumph within the party. In notable contrast to his acceptance speech in Detroit four years ago, Reagan endorsed the tendentious tone with an unusually sharp attack of his own. He called...
Most of the classical revivals at the National smell just as strongly of the lamp. Both Clifford Odets' Golden Boy and Thomas Otway's Venice Preserv'd lie open and inert on the stage, as if they were exams to be passed and not theatrical experiences to be shared. Only Wild Honey, Michael Frayn's free adaptation of a play Chekhov wrote when he was still a student, strikes vital sparks, and this because Frayn treats the text as an organism that can flower with care and pruning. At 21, Chekhov was already halfway toward being...
Will it help to explain that his nickname was Spider? Spider Nissen. Henry Nissen, a.k.a. Hank Nissen, a.k.a. Spider Nissen and the last clung to him like a bad smell. He had a touch of the hyena for that matter--the same we-eat-tainted-meat-together intimacy that burns out of a hyena's eyes behind the bars of his cage. So Spider Nissen would look at me and give a giggle as if we had both had a girl together, and each took turns sitting on her head...
Roanoke Sound lay beyond the stage; water lapped at the set. Lightning bugs not yet mature enough to illuminate danced on a northeast breeze. The smell of Cutter's lay heavy upon the air. Now and again someone would thwack a thigh and a mosquito would perish. Periodically, Layton would clap his hands three times sharply and stop the work: "People, make it your own-even though I am giving you all this picky stuff...
...like blood and gleam with a black sheen; the animals swim hard in the air to get higher, and Danner aches to stay with them ... In the dream it is the horse pressed against her, the rhythmic pumping of the forelegs as the animal climbs, the lather and the smell; the smell that comes in waves and pounds inside her like a pulse...