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Prince Charles, heir to the British throne, after taking a nasty spill on the ski slopes: "We British...
...lots of parking, no crush), it also seems certain that the green crossroads and its 600 souls can never lapse into pre-Carter life. The cause is not Jimmy or his mother or wife or his sad younger brother or Cousin Hugh, whose recent ragbag memoirs spill prematurely a lot of what seem to be real family beans. The beans, after all, are everyone's family beans, only easier to see: mothers-in-law, problem children, alcohol, a taste for money (as someone told me, "The Carters are not a bit worse than the Kennedys; the Kennedys just have...
...Werner Erhard, has materialized on stage. The roar of welcome goes on as he lays claim to the spotlight, hoisting himself onto a director's chair, a gray-flanneled leg tucked underneath him. The clamor trails off only when his words and pale gaze begin to spill across the crowd, conveying the improbable intimacy that seems to be the gift of all magnetic evangelists. It is the sound, not the content that mesmerizes, and before long he is saying, "Nothing is going to enlighten you. What will enlighten you is nothing...
...screening room has wall-to-wall carpeting. Spider plants spill down from pots hung near the windows. A poster urges lucky tourists to ski the slopes at nearby Westford. Belisle's manner is businesslike. At 35 he is already graying and his narrow face has a mournful, clerkish look. But the transactions he records in this brightly furnished office in Worcester, Mass., deal not with commerce but with cruelty. And cruelty of a kind that few people can contemplate with any measure of equanimity-the torture of small children by their parents...
They come closest to it at the very beginning. As the light go up, cast members in rags spill out over the stage area and into the audience, assaulting, abusing, fondling, pickpocketing and beating each other. Here is Brecht's London writ small, and the streetsinger (Kermit Norris) croons the familiar "Mack the Knife" over it. But for some reason his costume has no tatters, and his delivery of the ballad is prim and affected. So much for anarchy and dissipation...