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...back numbers of the National Geographic. It is full of scenic wonders-a Carlsbad spa with fountains spouting real water, a Christmas vision of Old Vienna filigreed in confectioner's icing, a wedding extravaganza such as only Broadway angels can afford. In and about these Oliver Smith settings cavort the Wiener Burger, garbed by Lucinda Ballard in resplendent turn-of-the-century costumes. Unfortunately, there is little more to this comic operetta than meets the eye, or greets the ear in a waltzy-schmalzy score. The best way to simulate an evening at The Gay Life...
...week, and she was so popular that the morale of the R.A.F. was said to rise and fall with her skirts. Minor victories from the Mediterranean to Malaya were attributed to the fact that Jane was unblushingly bare on a particular morning. After the war Jane continued to cavort across the pages of the Mirror, delighting demobbed servicemen who found that she looked as luscious at a suburban breakfast table as she had in an army mess hall...
...their swords. Magnificently danced by Roderick Drew in jazz-flavored classical ballet movements. Adam, according to Rexroth's directions, "emerges, as if from clay, rises, stretches, yawns, discovers one by one the use of his limbs." He then gets acquainted with the garden's livestock as they cavort in pairs and trios - the walrus and the ape, the lamb and the leopard, the rabbit, the skunk and the fox - all costumed to [he last whisker. Weary at last of the ballet of the beasts, Adam rests on the gnarled, raised roots of a tree. It is then that...
...Belfast hanging of an Irish patriot. Under Joan Littlewood's brilliant direction, this proves story enough to provide a real center of feeling among all the vaudeville tricks, freak-show tactics, music-hall gags and ditties that stuff out the evening. As the whores and queers and strangies cavort, as irreverent lyrics make butts of everything, as wisecracks tumble out brightly ("The worst thing about jail is the other Irish patriots who are in along with you") or breezy and old ("Vat 69-that's the Pope's telephone number"), it's easy to make...
...left, a two-story pavilion with Victorian gimcrackery and shades that are raised and lowered with annoying frequency (Olivia's summer resort, and last resort). In the center we have a candy-cane flagpole with pennon, and two bathhouses on wheels, with red and green stripes. Assorted persons cavort about in sailor suits or swim suits. No Illyria on earth was ever like this...