Word: turn
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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PROMISES, PROMISES is a musical to remember other musicals by. No playgoer will feel bilked if he attends the show, nor will he miss a thing if he skips it. Jerry Orbach as the self-abasing anti-hero and Marian Mercer as an amorous pickup turn in the best performances...
...phenomenon of carnaval is that a person begins to think, "It's not so much that I am having fun, but I see so many people having fun that I too begin enjoying myself. And because they see me having fun, they, in turn, have more fun." That is why carnaval is so embedded in the culture. One can see poor, ragged people looking as if they were having fun. You would have to ask each individual if he is enjoying himself; but at least they look as if they were. This is agreeable to the human being...
From the reception room of the Vatican's Sacred Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, a waiting monsignor led the visitor to a turn-of-the-century elevator. They rode down several floors, walked through rooms lined with musty, leather-bound volumes, entered yet another gloomy room. Across a heavy wooden table, decorated only with an austere black crucifix, sat a man in a black, violet-trimmed cassock. The visitor presented himself. "I am Illich...
Weird electronic music. A psychedelic title card. And then, the opening scene of ABC's new "second season" show, Turn-On. Two computer operators, one white and one black, sit with their backs to the camera facing a madly flashing IBM 360, or something. Says black to white, "I've never programmed a program before." He must be the only second-season TV man in Hollywood who hasn't. By last week, eight midseason replacement shows had made their debuts, and they all looked like print-outs from a stuck computer...
...Turn-On itself, produced by the originators of Laugh-In, looked like a half-hour reject from the Rowan and Martin memory bank. The host was neither Dan nor Dick but a computer, for the show was supposed to be "a satire on our dehumanized society." It was also intended as a "sensory assault," careening along, sometimes with the screen split four ways, reaching for a dizzying 300 laughs in a half hour. To add to the disorientation, the set was a white plaster cyclorama and the cast wore invisible white booties. It all seemed to come from beautiful downtown...