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Whatever humor is present emerges not from the director's intended wit but from the viewer's incredulity that anyone would deliberately film something so ludicrous. A special idiocy derives from the disparity between the Alpine-Munich situations and the dubbed American English. Just imagine a German mountain guide in shorts and Tyrolean hat giving directions in flawless New Yorkese...

Author: By Christopher H. Foreman, | Title: Bare & Barren | 5/10/1973 | See Source »

Listen, I just duked it out with one of Boston's finest dentists for possession of two of my wisdom teeth, so I'm in no particular mood to sacrifice what's left of my health on an altar of Wit. Which is okay, timing-wise, because it turns out that not a whole lot is happening in town this week. What you can do in the meantime is check out Jon Landau on Pop Philosophy in this week's Real Paper. And if you're rich and bored, visit a club; Howlin' Wolf is at Joe's, and good...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Rock | 5/10/1973 | See Source »

...their work and upbringing from what their wives must feel, they fall back on a meshing of school dictums and artifacts, and, if possible, love. These fail to make life coherent, but they do help make it bearable. Cheever is a master ironist, and always filters wit through his pain...

Author: By Michael Sragow, | Title: Suburban Apples and Neon | 5/7/1973 | See Source »

...McCarthy buttons and opened our hearts to the prospects of peace if we had known the fruits of all our efforts would be Godspell. A Jesus movement composed of empty rhetoric of sharing and contrived ritual of love has spawned an equally uninspired film. Godspell is devoid of charm, wit, taste, humor and even a semblance of intelligence. If the film has any interest it's not what is on screen, but in the emotional turmoil that must have antedated its making. What disenchantment and anger has forced the American apocalypse-wish into such high gear...

Author: By Gilbert B. Kaplan, | Title: Lost Sheep In Central Park | 4/27/1973 | See Source »

...black cat draped over her shoulder. In her prose, too, she has mostly worn her rue with a deference to the reader's need to take his shots of cold mortality with a little sweet vermouth. Lately, however, the author has grown more flatly somber, shorter on style, wit and patience, like a lonely spinster who has become too preoccupied, too saddened by the world to go through the reassuring motions of genial small talk...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Ars Moriendi | 4/23/1973 | See Source »

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