Word: viewer
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...average Woody Allen tourist comedy. It is always engrossing, but also enigmatic, for Shepard never defines his people. Who is mad? Is it the doctor, or is it the patient? Who is sane? The wife, the witch doctor, the Mexican-cum-American-cum-southern black slave narrator? The viewer is just not sure, nor can he be, given Shepard's own lack of clarity. In any case, the acting is top rate, with Jan Egleson excelling in his ability to switch accents and characters in a moment, and Roberta Collinge marvelous as the wife. See it, if only to make...
...Cromwell, desire to inculcate "fact" (and I have shown what sort of fact) offers the only plausible motivation for staging, in huge panorama, each of the three major battles of the first Civil War. With the nitty-gritty gore and pageant out of the way, the American viewer could hardly be expected to resist a few heart-pangs when Harris walks through mist to touch the corpse of his son, slung over a horse, a battle casualty. This, the signal for intermission, brought instead groans of irritation from the Pi Alley audience. If cliches be wanted, cliche vendors like...
Although Cubism had an immense latter-day effect on abstract painting, it was not abstraction, nor did it want to be. Even in Picasso's Still Life, 1912, which must have struck its first viewers as an incomprehensible assemblage of planes and lines, the viewer's eye is drawn deep into reality-captured first by the fragments of newsprint, then finding the stem and bowl of a glass, the-edge of a table, the curve of a pipe...
...cafe. The packet of cigarette papers in a Braque, the jug in a Juan Gris or the boxy village houses hemmed by bulging trees that Leger painted in 1914 could be taken for granted as subjects; their anonymity not only connected them to ordinary life but also focused a viewer's attention on what was happening within a new language of painting...
...tune, the winds were loud and over-represented, the whole piece was taken at a ridiculously slow pace, and nobody seemed to want to come in on cue. This interpretation (if you can call it that) of one of the liveliest overtures in the literature of operetta left the viewer ready to walk...