Word: witness
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...first ball on opening day. Well, I'm trying to get Billy Carter. He's my kind of guy." Bantam Books rushed into print a collection of Billy's tell-it-like-it-is shots from the hip. An embarrassingly thin volume, Redneck Power: The Wit and Wisdom of Billy Carter sells for $1.50, yet went through its first printing of 210,000 within a week. Billy had nothing to do with the book and even made some noises about legal action when he got wind of it. But the book did make him that much more...
...earthiness of his hell. There are no fork-wielding demons and no brimstone. It is only in the town dump that "the fire is not quenched and the worm dieth not." Though Hales draws many of his characters from Dante's subterranean aristocracy, he sketches them with fresh wit. Cleopatra, for instance, has something of an American accent because she has been "surrounded, for the last hundred years at least, more by Americans than British...
...though the supposed travels of these tents, over plains and dunes, had gaudily stained the canvas with memory; the fabric develops what it wit nessed, like a Polaroid photo. They also suggest sideshow tents - bright, tacky signs advertising freaks and marvels. As the British Empire's cartographers once colored half the world red, Ferrer is busy coloring it Puerto Rican, smeared with acid-drop colors, scrawled with looping graffiti. There are few artists of this energy at work today...
...rubbery Halloween mask that can be anyone from Captain Hook in Peter Pan -another product of their collaborations-to a sailor in On the Town. She is the perfect counterpoise, an off-the-rack Garbo who would have turned even Camille into a wild giggle. Rarely has so much wit and fun been packed into two hours. To cop a line from another songwriter. Cole Porter, what a swellegant, elegant party this...
...bastard progeny (David Warner) and his own dead wife (Elaine Stritch) around a mythical country. His vision of his dear ones is, to say the least, misanthropic. They are cold, loveless creatures, incapable of responding to one another except by lobbing epigrams, Wildean in rhythm but not in wit, back and forth...