Word: soliloquys
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...arguments of supplementary characters are given very little stature. Dostoyevsky argued eloquently for all three Karamazovs. Shakespeare's universal vision was splintered into a Lear, an Edmund, and a Fool in just one play. But Zhivago's antagonists are given a few pages of characterization, a few pages of soliloquy and a few pages of judgment--than back again into the moras of Zhivago's disaffection...
...playing the weakling and pimp, has the chance to kill the debauched, despotic Duke of Florence, only to find that the new Duke is as worthless as the old. In a role that is superficially as neurotic and high-souled and weak, and is as full of dissembling and soliloquy, as Hamlet's, Gerard Philipe played with great effect. If possibly overstressed, Lorenzaccio's effeteness stood in vivid contrast to Philippe Noiret's gruffly selfish Duke. Such performances were part of a simple but eloquent stage world-the absence of scenery made up for by brilliant lighting...
...Slovakian peasant girl named Katrena whose lover is found murdered in a forest clearing. At first suspected, Katrena is later cleared and promptly marries an earlier suitor named Ondrej. When she bears a child ahead of schedule, Ondrej flies into a jealous rage, reveals in a drunken soliloquy that he is the murderer, later confesses publicly. Katrena retires with her bastard child to live with old Stelina, father of her lover, and the chorus, as commentator on the action, concludes that "life sings of joy and sorrow...
INGE BORKH, 36, a big-voiced, big-framed German soprano, sings brilliantly in such muscular roles as Elektra and Salome, overacts with boisterous Germanic abandon. Last week, in her Met debut, she acted a coarse-grained Salome. She danced enthusiastically, handled her voice intelligently and, in the final long soliloquy, sang with exquisite beauty...
...flood of good, bad and mediocre disks, there are some surprising disappointments. Siobhan McKenna's reading of Molly Bloom's sensuous soliloquy from James Joyce's Ulysses lacks both the virago drive and the Lilith languors of that Protean whore; Dame Peggy Ashcroft sounds too much the maidenly elocutionist for the passionate verses in her assorted Poetry Readings (London). London's Sherlock Holmes disk goes to the other extreme as three mighty hams-Sir John Gielgud, Sir Ralph Richardson. Orson Welles-rant and thunder through Dr. Watson Meets Sherlock Holmes and The Final Problem...