Word: thunderously
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...again. One of Sheen's basic messages was against self-indulgence. He told Americans that the Antichrist would come, "talking of peace, prosperity and plenty." Modern man, he insisted, seeks promises of salvation without a cross, wants a "Christ without his nails." Then the bishop would thunder: "There is no pleasure without pain, no Easter without Good Friday... God love...
Coryell's tactics demand an eagle's vision -and a lion's courage, to wait for the open man while defenders thunder in for the kill. Coryell says of Fouts: "Dan has great peripheral vision." Adds Offensive Coordinator Joe Gibbs. "He's completely oblivious to the rush. He stands there with composure and concentration, with all those guys in front of him hittin' and gruntin...
...Dark of the Moon's characters are hollow, the stage atmosphere compensates and redeems Music director David L. Reiffel, however, has turned an already obvious plot into a play that has the subtlety of a bulldozer. You know when somebody says something prophetic (thunder claps in the background) and you know when the witches are coming (bizarre piano medleys screech behind the gauze curtains). The best musicians, meanwhile--banjo and fiddle players Thornton Lewis and Matthew Brown--make one stage appearance and, sad to say, disappear...
From one side came King Joseph's knights; from the other, the Green Meanies. And in the middle, when they met, there was great excitement and crashes that sounded like thunder. And from the top-most bench, surrounded by many brutal and ugly Hanover maidens, sat Lady Grizzelda, crying for St. John. And one by one on the field, the knights fell from their horses. The rushes were so great that lances would splinter when they crashed with a shield. And blood streamed from everywhere, as the knights swung their swords with such violence that they cut through the armor...
Will Lebow's Lear writhes in an imaginary straitjacket, frothing with rage, his voice audible even over the amplified thunder and wind of Boston Shakespeare's Horticultural Hall sound system...