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...world we live in, where multimillion-dollar productions rarely find funding without a star's name on the marquee, it is hard to begrudge Broderick the part. To the role of J. Pierrepont Finch, the World Wide Wicket Co.'s window washer turned mailroom clerk turned rising executive, he brings the same quizzical intensity of gaze and naturalness of gesture that carried him to stardom in everything from Neil Simon comedies like Brighton Beach Memoirs to the Civil War epic film Glory. As an actor, Broderick has a gift that is almost impossible to fabricate: an unforced freshness...
...succeed with a musical such as this one? By playing it straight. This is no update. We're still back in 1961, and the World Wide Wicket Co. continues to be a domain of rigid sexual roles, where men are the executives and women the secretaries. The plot remains a complementary blend of monomanias: Finch has eyes only for the top of the corporate ladder, and Rosemary, his secretary (winningly played by Megan Mullally), has eyes only for matrimony...
Matthew Broderick may have landed the lead in Broadway's buoyant revival of the 1961 musical on name recognition alone, but it's hard to begrudge him the part. As J. Pierrepont Finch, the World Wide Wicket Co.'s window washer turned mailroom clerk turned rising executive, Broderick "brings the same quizzical intensity of gaze and naturalness of gesture that carried him to stardom in everything from Neil Simon comedies to the Civil War epic film Glory," says TIME contributor Brad Leithauser. As satire goes, Leithauser adds, director Des McAnuff's amiable version "lacks even some of the mild bite...
...course covered the area of a tennis court, maybe a little more. We pushed our balls past trees and rocks, over grass of different textures, in and out of wickets toward our final goal a makeshift stake, a rock somebody found on the ground. It was a race to reach the stake, but as soon as someone reached the final goal, we changed the rules. The game became Killer Croquet. If you hit the stake first, you were poison, and your goal was to knock out every other player permanently Hitting another ball meant death for your opponent. Hitting...
...newspaper and put it in a basket, purchased from the Port Antonio marketplace. Also in the basket was a broken croquet ball. After hitting the final stake in one game, a player tried to knock the ball clear across the field, where another player grappled with a difficult wicket. The thrill of victory surpassing, just for a moment, his vacation sluggishness, he whacked the ball so hard it split...