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...LAST TEMPTATION OF CHRIST, by Nikos Kazantzakis. To this excellent Greek writer, God and man were one. His last book, a biographical novel of Christ, reflects the spiritual torment of the man who wrote it. His Christ is neither the Jesus who is worshipped as the Son of God nor Jesus the gentle teacher bereft of divinity, but a man who experienced a sense of divine mission and achieved it only by conquering his own weaknesses and fears...
There are some tourists who find Asia an endless torment. They are dismayed by ramshackle hotels, the stupefying odors of human sweat and excrement, the maddening delays and disappointments caused by the faulty Asian time sense. The special quality of the East must be searched for, and tourists who lack energy spend their hours sitting in dank hotel lobbies in Rangoon or Nara or Kuala Lumpur wondering why their travel agents sent them there...
...dynasty of Lamed-Vov called the Levys. The first of the line, Rabbi Yom Tov Levy, forces himself to slit the throats of 250 of his coreligionists in an 1185 A.D. pogrom in York, England, rather than have them tortured or converted. After this follows an inexorable litany of torment, in which generation after generation of chosen Levys are burned, torn apart by horses, slashed by Cossacks, impaled on stakes, or drip-tortured in eyes, ears, mouths with molten lead. The rare Just Man who dies in bed regards it as God's inexplicable little joke...
...classical Greece, but to the harsher beat of the darker desert world. But to the artists who shaped the limestone, the lions clearly were heroic. They leap to the attack, roar with indignation; at times they seem to have more humanity than the stiffly muscled and ringleted men who torment them. Always, the lion dies, but his is also the final glory...
...wearingly tense young actor whom the stage has struck too hard. And Janice Rule, as an attractive young schizophrenic of deep education and intelligence, gave a performance that would shock insulin: giggling behind a waterfall of hair, pacing the room on invisible paths of tension, she movingly evoked the torment of madness with subtle and abandoned gestures, darted back and forth across the borders of sanity from the vague lostness of Ophelia to the purring, look-how-balanced-I-am attitude of a Dr. Joyce Brothers...