Word: winded
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...role in Jerico-Jim. My voice range had moved up a bit, and I was a baritone there. It's still not stabilized. Right now my usable range goes from a bass' low E to a tenor's high C. Who knows?--maybe I'll wind up a dramatic tenor...
...ought to be much in demand. "I don't expect to keep doing Broadway musicals forever, though. There's a chance I may do a movie. What I'd really like to do is get sufficient preparation to do concert singing and maybe opera." So Gil may perhaps wind up having followed the reverse path of stars like Pinza and Traubel...
...tennis courts. It becomes apparent that the members are either vulgar or epicene, and need a supercilious, tuxedo-skinned British barman to insult and be insulted by. The two sons present would like the two fathers present to drop dead. When the girls express their contempt by simultaneously breaking wind and then pelt the place with tennis balls, plaster spills, roof beams totter, and it becomes clear that Kopit is one of the cosmic jokesmiths who want playgoers to read books of revelation between the wisecracks. What Tennis may portend is that self-contained worlds, either private clubs or entire...
...train is pulverized-a scene achieved with 140 charges of dynamite, nine cameras, several dozen expendable engines and boxcars purchased from French National Railroads, and considerable ingenuity on the part of Special Effects Ace Lee Zavitz (who arranged the burning of Atlanta in 1939's Gone With the Wind). Another stunning pile-up is followed by regularly scheduled derailments, all studied with a fond eye for the mechanics of sabotage. At last, face to face beside a clutter of wooden crates and human bodies, the two foes meet in what is clearly intended as a moment of supreme dramatic...
...crowd sang and clapped for four hours, as the wind and rain swirled into a minor tornado. The temperature dropped into the low 40s but they all stayed. An old preacher pulled me under his umbrella. "You gonna freeze, be said. We linked arms and sang to keep warm. Up front a fat Negro boy in blue overalls led the chanting, bellowing and smiling into a huge red megaphone. A small boy near me started shivering. Finally a spasm of exhaustion shook through him and he fell face down in a puddle. His father picked him up and straightened...