Word: soft
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Soft Touch. In Cleveland, arrested for hitting her husband over the head. Mrs. Velma Kazlauskas told police. "I used the aluminum frying pan because it is lighter than the iron...
...high school gymnasium. Around him, jamming available folding chairs and pressed back against the peeling green walls of the gym, were arrayed more than a thousand sweltering Louisianians-many of them leathery farmers in shirtsleeves, who had arrived before dawn (and had been sustained through the humid hours by soft drinks sold by the ladies of the P.T.A. for the benefit of the junior high encyclopedia fund). At precisely 10:40 a.m. there was a rustle at the rear of the gym and a voice rasped: "Push 'em back! Push 'em back!" Behind a wedge of deputies...
...thick Turkish coffee. The town elders sat smoking in the middle of the bridge, looked with contentment on the Bosnian mountains ringing their valley, gravely discussed public matters. The young men came to sing and joke, to flirt with passing girls or lean dreaming on the parapet. On such soft nights, a man on the bridge felt as if he were on a magic swing: "He swung over the earth and the waters and flew in the skies, yet was firmly and surely linked with the town and his own white house there on the bank with its plum orchard...
Most productions of the play whip up the comedy and farce furiously, and abridge or soft-pedal the Claudio-Hero plot. Other things being equal, this may be the best solution--it is certainly the easiest. But Rabb has favored or scrimped no element in the play; he has lavished as much care on the serious as on the comic and farcical aspects. Consequently we can best see the play as it really is: when the lines soar, this production soars; when the writing flags, so does the production. The director's decision was daring, dangerous, and difficult...
Still, the famous Balcony scene is wholly enchanting, both aurally and visually. It is night, of course; and for Romeo and Juliet, as for Wagner's Tristan and Isolde, night is blissful and day abhorrent. "But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?" As Juliet turns on her bedroom light, the odylic moment is underlined by some light tracery on a flute. Juliet appears in a white nightgown, sinks on her knees, spreads her elbows on the balcony to support her head, and lets the light catch her soft, blond tresses--all girlishly, but never awkwardly. The rest...