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Externally, The Way looks like any other branch of the Jesus movement: its adherents are mostly bright-eyed, smiling teenagers, ecstatically exchanging "Bless yous," telling of drug cures, perpetually thumbing their Bibles. There is also the ubiquitous music drumming across Gospel messages, sometimes to the beat of hard rock. In mid-August, more than a thousand young followers descended on The Way Biblical Research Center in New Knoxville, Ohio (pop. 850), for a weekend of spiritual study almost continuously backgrounded by rock. Musical groups of Way believers with names like The Dove, Cookin' Mama, and one from Long Island...
...shirts (JESUS is MY LORD) bumper stickers (SMILE, GOD LOVES YOU), posters, buttons (THE MESSIAH is THE MESSAGE) and, inevitably, a Jesus-People wristwatch. Some followers are affecting a Christ couture: white pants and tunics, Mexican-peasant style. There are de rigueur catch phrases: endless "Praise Gods" and "Bless Yous." There is even a "Jesus cheer"?"Give me a J, give me an E . . ." Rapidly catching on is the Jesus-People "sign," a raised arm with clenched fist, the index finger pointed heavenward, to indicate Jesus as the "one way" to salvation. "If it is a fad," says Evangelist...
...they have been attracting enchanted, totally devoted audiences at the 24-seat Little Players cheater for over a decade. To most of their fans, the Standwells are far more real than the cardboard actors of Broadway. Mail comes addressed to the puppets: mash notes to Mademoiselle, formal thank-yous to Isabelle, extravagant fan letters to Elsie. Bette Davis used to telephone the theater regularly for reservations, asking for "Miss Lump, please...
...cutting away all the waste-time of introductions (" . . . and now, folks, a really wonderful performer and a great human being . . ."), apologies, thank yous and goodbyes. Producer-Director Barry Shear, 39, makes room for as many as seven acts, each appreciatively longer than usual. Host Vic Damone, who sings one song a week, provides sketchy continuity by turning up here and there in the company of two whoopsy and ridiculous girls, who squirm in their chairs, giggle and twist while the musicians play...
...local beach club. The assembled giddy-biddies pick the pair's backbones in whispers. But love, naturally, has wax in its ears. Novelist Ham knows the language lovers speak, a pottage of mush and banalities, and he is not above using it. He justifies the "I love yous" by capturing the feeling of the roller-coaster slide into passion, that breath-catching dive in which a man and a woman cannot help themselves and do not want to. Indeed. Wink and Gin are so romantically in love that they do not sleep together, a refreshingly archaic innovation...