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...days of Swan Lake and Giselle are gone forever," says Brian Macdonald, the director of the Harkness Ballet. "Today's choreographer can choose any subject he likes." In ballet, the fairy-tale prince of yore is now more likely to be an uptight hippie blowing his mind on pot. Suicide, alienation, bigotry are all possible subjects for dance-as are cerebral abstractions or psychedelic nightmares. As for sex, the prettily stylized love gestures of romantic ballet have given way to body-blending duets that look like lovers' lanes in living color...
...cool lips. "Hit's easier to swim up Niagry Falls," he whines, "than hit is to understand a woman." Calamity Jane (Abby Dalton) comes off as a stereotype tomboy who looks like Doris Day wearing saddlebags but sounds like Martha Raye without a mute. "Beeeeyullllll," she squeeee-yulllllls, "yore huh-urrrrrt...
...jams-among the worst in the world-make it virtually impossible for the suburban Frenchman to have his cinq a sept and still get home in time to dine with his family. As a result, French philanderers have made a noble sacrifice: instead of the long leisurely lunch of yore, the ardent lover grabs a quick sandwich and a bottle of refreshing Vichy water, then dashes off to see his mistress from 2 to 4. Even the improving French postal service works in his favor: outgoing office mail, which under the old romantic regime had to be posted no later...
...balance ups with downs, Doris plays mermaid for her salty dad, Arthur Godfrey, who makes his painless and pointless film debut as the skipper of a glass bottom boat for sea-sighters. At one point Godfrey takes up his ukulele to strum a Doris Day hit tune of yore. The old pro may believe that reminiscing is as good a way as any to buoy up spirits aboard a doomed ship...
...government has been mustached, mercurial Lieut. General Nguyen Chanh Thi (pronounced tea). Vain, ambitious, an inveterate intriguer, Thi carefully cultivated the political Buddhists, got his own man installed as head of the national police. As field commander of the northernmost I Corps, he ran it like a warlord of yore, obeying those edicts of the central government that suited him and blithely disregarding the rest...