Word: veneered
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...lies at the heart of the play--for the rest of the characters are, at best, unknown victims of this royal rouse, and hence are not given the luxury of complex reactions. Still, Christopher Randolph's Angelo is suitably cloying--an eloquent and self-righteous man, cold beneath his veneer of law and order. Michael Kaplan pulls off the role of Angelo's wizeneed adviser as well, his role as pillar of the state clear, while still maintaining a healthy sense of amused boredom with the proceedings. The women fare somewhat less well. Shelley Evans's Isabelle...
...being filmed. Camus and the like were writing for the newspapers and carrying on the Resistance. There was an intellectual and social defiance which the Nazis could never conquer, and it continued despite the imposition of censorship and curfew--even though if one missed the last metro, the veneer of normal life would vanish and one could be arrested at random on the street...
...STORY unfolds, the film takes on a claustrophobic air--most of the scenes are filmed indoors in overly decorated building which hold only a veneer of their former elegance. The few times Truffaut takes his camera outdoors, it is always at night, and the camera prowls suspiciously to discordant music The set for the play-within-the-film has no sense of depth: the scenes pass, stilted and flat. Something is happening outside all of this, and yet it is never explicitly shown. One only senses a dread, one smells horror like one can smell open water in complete darkness...
Bowen's Anglo-Irish background, her childhood on a rural estate in County Cork, served her well when she went to London to write in the 1920s. Although sophistication came easily to her, along with Bloomsbury friends, she did not forget that cultivated society was a veneer over a more fundamental life, governed by forces of nature and timed to the rhythm of the seasons. This double vision gives a peculiar intensity to many of her stories; beneath their bright, sometimes ephemeral surfaces, implacable forces can be felt moving, well beyond human control. Sometimes they break...
...mechanical for me"-and so she resorted to wood, the stuff of her childhood in Maine. She began collecting stray bits and pieces from the street, from junkyards, from antique shops: scroll-sawed offcuts, bits of molding, battered planks and ribs of crates, balusters, toilet seats, sheets of split veneer, gun-stocks, dowels, finials, anything that seemed to have some character. The amassing of these things was an act of love and salvage. "I feel that what people call by the word scavenger is really a resurrection," she remarked years later. "When you do things this...