Word: suburbias
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...Dude, a bulging trash basket of a musical, and an open declaration of total aesthetic bankruptcy. It combines the worst of Hair with the worst of Jesus Christ Superstar-a void-plumbing feat. Dude unravels a numbingly incomprehensible allegory ranging from the dawn of creation to the limbo of suburbia, or some thing like that. Galt MacDermot's rock score is a wall of inchoate sound, and Tom O'Horgan stage-manages this debacle like a mass epileptic convulsion...
James Dickey wrote his book from the viewpoint of Ed Gentry, a middleaged commercial artist cognizant of his own limitations, living a comfortable life in suburbia with a wife and some but occasionally moved to greater passion than the bounds of his society normally permit His friend Lewis Medlock, is a wealthy landlord (by inheritance and physical-conditioning freak who compensates for the colorlessness of his contemporary existence by making frequent sojourns into nature. Gentry sometimes accompanies him. And the plot of Deliverance centers on one such trip...
Both play and film are calculated pieces of commercialism. Writer Leonard Gershe is a salesman who works the territory of dishonest daydreams. He creates a subordinate character called Ralph, a scruffy, loud-mouthed director of experimental plays who sneers at the "tight-assed matrons" in suburbia who patronize the theater. He talks a lot about nudity on stage, about the need for the theater to deal with subjects like dope, and he is made to look the fool. If Gershe's idea of honesty is Butterflies Are Free, it is Ralph who deserves our support...
...country preacher who now sports $15 Gucci ties and owns an elegant Japanese-style house in a quiet corner of northwest Washington, D.C. He is a middle-aged prairie populist whose strongest national appeal has been to the young and to the affluent and well-educated citizens of suburbia. He is an outwardly diffident, gentle man-Robert Kennedy once called him the only decent man in the U.S. Senate -whose professorial facade conceals a core of toughness and ambition. He likes movies and chocolate milkshakes, and has fired subordinates for unduly chewing out people working under them...
...Nader paradoxes. How explain a man who earns $200,000 a year, but lives on $5,000? Who assails even his former allies if they fall short of his exacting and peevish standards? Who refuses to drive a car, cheer the Redskins, make the cocktail parties, settle in suburbia, come to dinner, or allow visitors into his boardinghouse? But McCarry never comes close to defining his subject, in part because he never understands the consuming and monastic role-as Public Citizen-that Nader has assigned himself...