Word: victorian
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...establishment. W.S. Gilbert, a critic for "Punch" magazine, wrote a nasty review of the show. He loved the music, but hated the dialogue, by F.C. Burnand. Gilbert also wrote to Sullivan, modestly suggesting that he, Gilbert, would make a much better collaborator. The rest is history. Based on a Victorian play, the opera is only forty minutes long; the show that precedes it, called Good Evening, runs a good bit longer. But you won't be bored, believe me, because the humor of the British comedy team of Peter Cook and Dudley Moore, who originally wrote and performed in this...
...recent editorial on Irven DeVore's Science Center lecture on human evolution, J. Wyatt Emmerich raises the spectre of Victorian Social Darwinism at Harvard, headquartered in the anthropology department. He accuses DeVore of being "out of his league." He wonders at the paradox of a talk on human evolution focusing on the behavior of Homo sapiens' predecessors; where is the paradox? He sagely asserts that DeVore "fails to understand that human beings are qualitatively unique organisms"; all animal species are "qualitatively unique." He links DeVore's studies to those of "sociobiology" in an apparent attempt to discredit DeVore through...
...animal's lithe movements and the spasmodic fragility of the upright dancer was maintained throughout the work, as Chin--returned to her animal position--trundled by repeatedly to confound the stubborn choreographic efforts of four brittle dancers in white. Whether the ungainly quartet was carefully composing itself to approximate Victorian garden sculptures, or Chin was swinging her leg in unison with the untied sneaker, the point was made with imagination and vast humor: that the process of making our bodies dance, when neither filtered into theory nor reduced to anemic self-commentary, can be a matter of self-discovery rich...
Waxwork by Peter Lovesey (Pantheon; $7.95). Lovesey's mysteries are set in late 19th century London, which in too many other authors' hands now seems exclusively Sherlockian. He writes with accurate verbal and social perception about the upper and lower reaches of Victorian sanctimony and contrivance. Waxwork, 41-year-old Lovesey's eighth novel, is at once charming, chilling and as convincing as if his tale had unfolded in the "Police Intelligence" column of April...
There will be a talk by Lady Mander on William Morris and the Revolution in Victorian Taste on Monday, April 17 in the Lecture Room, Margaret Clapp Library at 8 p.m. All welcome...