Word: sorrowfully
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...author's lively erotic imagination and her invincible ironies. Although Paley continues to skirt the political confrontations she elicits in life, her writing ministers to the walking wounded from the '60s. In "Friends," three women gather at the bedside of a dying companion. All have yet another cause for sorrow: a daughter found dead in a faraway rooming house. A boy vanished into California: "a son, a boy of fifteen, who disappears before your very eyes into a darkness or a light behind his own, from which neither hugging nor hitting can bring...
...performers dig beneath this mannerism to suggest years of buried sorrow. Nancy Marchand, as the family's self-described cutup, has the gift of making banal observations sound witty. Anne Pitoniak, as the eldest and prissiest, combines dictatorial will with genuine dignity. Peggy Cass is the family entertainer, Elizabeth Franz its happiest housewife and Gisela Caldwell its edgy protofeminist, whose eventual crack-up seems to result from her discontent with women's lot. The most affecting performance comes from Bette Henritze, as a stroke victim whose singsong speech does not obscure a larger tragedy. When she admits...
...much older oneself and the world have become: it needs something like a piece of furniture or a woman's hat to waken the sense of time." A simple parish priest delivers a worldly homily: "All the emotions have something in common. People are quite aware of the sorrow there always is in lust, but they are not so aware of the lust there is in sorrow...
...standing with the chiming clock says that not enough of his usual players showed up tonight. Day after day, week after week, month after month, for 17 years, he has been playing pinochle with the same people. Are they friends, godfathers to one another's children, comforters in sorrow, celebrators in joy? "No, off the train we dislike each other intensely," he says...
...Have none of these people ever taken the trains in London, Paris--even Chicago? Don't they know it does not have to be this way? The newcomer, on a rising note of hysteria, begins to speak of the indignity and passivity that haunt the 20th century. More in sorrow than in anger, the real, regular commuters shake their heads and insist: "You don't understand...