Word: viragoes
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...Oresteia” is excellent. Jack E. Fishburn’s ’08 Agamemnon is riveting in his tortured grandeur; his rage and despair tears through the scenery. As Clytemnestra, Erica R. Lipez ’05 swings plausibly from vengeance-crazed virago to shrill housewife (one of the production’s conceits is the coy use of Americana nuclear-family trappings). Lauren L. Jackson ’07, as the Leader of the Furies, exudes menace and dances wonderfully; Scottie Thompson ’05, as the doomed Trojan seer Cassandra, is eerie and compelling. Sara...
...starring role to Meg Ryan. "I know it sounds New Age--y," Kidman says, "but it's important to help one another rather than compete." Yet competition there is, for so few films. "I was often third down the line," says Catherine Zeta-Jones, a wow as the Chicago virago. "I've sometimes said, 'Give me a screen test,' but how many times can you put up your hand and say, 'What about me?'" Lane acknowledges that actors are artists for hire: "If you're a plumber, there are only a certain amount of pipes that need fixing...
...most entertaining role went to Edie Bishop '00, who nearly stole the show with her over-the-top turn as Senora Sanchez, a veritable virago of a wife and mother. She also got the best song, "Marry a Matador." Sasha Badian '00 was almost equally comical in his double role as the henpecked Senor Sanchez and one of a quartet of philosophizing bulls...
...moments, is effective but excessive, a tacit confession of shaky faith in the power of the play's words. That doubt is foolish. Medea is the greatest role ever written for a woman, fiercer than Lady Macbeth, more lovelorn than Phedre. Despite Rigg's shortcomings as Euripides' virago, the role makes her the odds-on contender to join Caldwell and Judith Anderson, who played the part on Broadway in 1948, as winners of a Tony Award for Best Actress...
...millionaire, a good-looking twit in a naval ensign's uniform named William Woodward Jr. Ann worked hard at domestic life. She mastered French, hunted down pricey antiques at auctions and gamely entertained people with hyphenated names who clearly despised her. Above all, she yearned for Billy's virago mother Elsie to accept her. Billy, for his part, spent his time in bed with other women or at Belair, his beloved racing stable. Finally, on a chilly October night in 1955, after years of not-so-private misery, Ann picked up a custom-made shotgun and blew Billy's tiny...