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...stove, ate out of cans. He paid a marriage broker only $15 of the promised $50 fee for finding him a wife, on the theory that it might not work out. It didn't, not after she was extravagant enough on one occasion to squander $1 for a taxi ride home...
...business villains and oppressed but upright working-class heroes) is as dated as its slang. The "Solidarity Forever" day of leftist-labor idealism are over; people who were part of them seldom like to talk about them, even before Congressional committees. In 1959 Clifford Odets' play about striking taxi drivers deserves attention largely as an amusing, nostalgic period piece...
...rabble-rousing radicalism; nowadays we are almost used to seeing more actors in the auditorium than on the stage, but Mr. Odets exploited his gimmick skillfully, and it still works. The stage at Agassiz represents the speakers' platform at a union hall, and the audience are supposed to be taxi drivers at a strike meeting. The house is infiltrated with agents provocateurs, carefully drilled by Mark Mirsky to keep up a running fire of grumbles, taunts, and shouts, and to bring the audience into the play by putting the play almost into their laps; it is still an exciting moment...
...taxi fare (38?) seemed reasonable enough, but not to the passenger, who was singularly belligerent for 10 a.m. "Go to hell!" she roared. "I have no money." The cabby summoned a bobby, who steered his charge to Liverpool magistrate's court, needed help from three more lawmen to lug the copper-tressed spitfire before the judge. The clerk asked her name. "To your regret and my pride, Sarah Churchill." In the box, Actress Sarah, 44, did nothing to help her cause by snarling ad-lib comments on the testimony, made an unconvincing plea of innocence on the stand...
...What well-educated natives," exclaimed a Midwestern matron upon arrival in the old British island of Jamaica. "They all speak English." ("What robbers!" she cried after her first taxi ride.) Everyone tried to fit in, and the first purchase was usually a hat-sometimes a yard wide, sometimes a yard high. But one visitor to San Juan, stepping briskly across the lobby of the Condado Beach Hotel in his floppy straw hat, checkered sports jacket, shorts, suede shoes and sunglasses, had a moment of self-doubt. "Do I look too much like a tourist?" he asked a friend...