Word: ters
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...mustachioed, faintly weary, cheeks feverishly afire with fine wine. He had the Broadway boulevardier's neon eye for his sort of news; sent in 1935 to the Metropolitan Opera to hear Lily Pons, he returned to praise not her larynx but her navel: "Who cares for a mat ter of pitch when one can gaze upon the loveliest tummy that ever graced the operatic stage...
...great many virtues. Fortunately, director Jack Landau seems to have gotten most of the nonsense out of his system in his Twelfth Night and has, for a change, approached Antony--given its cast--with a welcome sense of responsibility. Enormously aided by Tharon Musser's lighting, by Rouben Ter-Arutunian's basic but effective settings and stunning costumes (which range from a black-and-gold tent-like shroud in which Cleopatra commits suicide to the sketchiest of breechclouts worn by her Egyptian slaves), and by an extraordinarily precise crew of stagehands, Landau has achieved a visual treat that moves smoothly...
...than a hint of the Industrial Revolution. Few Maniots read or write. They have no radios, movies or telephones, and the family vehicle is the donkey. Matching the man of Aran in his barebones existence, the Maniot is scorched black by the fierce summer sun and lashed in win ter by the tramontana, a fearsome wind that tosses marble slabs about like pebbles...
...semesters instead of the standard two. Each semester runs 15 weeks: September through the middle of December, January through the second week in April, the last week of April through the first week of August. Students in the plan get a month's breather after the third semes ter, then start in again. Students and teachers both may take either two or three semesters each year. If they choose three, students can finish college, go on to graduate school and embark on a profession while they are still quite young. As for the teachers, they can either earn...
...versatile complex of latticed background panels, designed by Rouben Ter-Arutanian in 1956 and used for the dozen productions since, are gone this summer. Instead, Ter-Arutunian has encased the whole proscenium and stage within a surface of giant potato chips. This adequately serves the exotic Mediterranean Bermuda that Shakespeare specified for The Tempest; but it proves less fitting for Tweifth Night. Director Jack London, who has previously shown a penchant for gimmicking up his productions, has really gone 'round the bend this time, and must shoulder almost all the blame. I bet Shakespeare wishes he'd never added...