Word: unevennesses
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...master of the art form in America, is the featured performer during this first act. He's just a joy to behold. The second part, "Unnatural Acts," is an original theater piece that dispenses with mime tradition--a lot of the humor is verbal rather than physical--and is uneven in execution. "Unnatural Acts" has its moments though; an impression of cute little Shirley Temple singing a cute little "On the Good Ship Lollipop" is supposed to by hysterical--almost as funny as Ms. Temple's politics. The performance costs...
...appreciative audiences. The National Mime Theater, now playing at Lesley College's Welch Auditorium, may have gone a ways to solve that problem. The troupe has combined old-fashioned mime with the stylized anarchy of a clown show and the result is a production that is at times uneven, but one that is unusually creative and often extremely funny...
Kerr's is a performance full of remarkable detail right down to a special wide-stanced uneven gait, and the black-bordered and lace-trimmed handkerchief in which he sequesters Olivia's ring. His celebrated yellow-stocking scene is severely marred, though, by the absence of the prescribed cross-garters. What's the idea of trying to make do with a pair of ordinary bow-knotted circlets around the knees when the text refers nine times to cross-gartering? F'shame...
...black in the U.S. is no longer to be subordinate-not necessarily. The national effort to give blacks a more equitable share of the nation's goods and benefits has had results-uneven but undeniable. Increasingly, blacks are seen in offices of corporations and banks, in classrooms of elite colleges, in officers' clubs, affluent suburbs, theaters, tourist haunts. Says Daniel C. Thompson, chairman of the sociology department at New Orleans' predominantly black Dillard University: "Being black and qualified is the most valuable commodity in American society...
...political satire (Our Gang), and thence to Kafkaesque fantasy (The Breast) is now so impatient that he cannot even wait to complete this book before trying to reconstruct himself. In My Life as a Man, he switches persona in mid-volume. The result is superb as a performance and uneven as a book (or rather, two books). It leads, finally, to some questions. Does a kind of bravura restlessness now not only characterize Roth but constitute the heart of his talent? Has his own range of style-an actor's gift, a writer's curse-got the better...