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...Invasion," costumed in Carnaby Street rags, was undermining the taste and morals of their children. But The Beatles weren't a passing fancy that would go away. As new groups tried to sell acid rock and noise, The Beatles became, well, acceptable. "They weren't greasy like the motorcycle bunch of the '50 s," says one fan, "and they weren't slick like Bowie or Alice Cooper are now. The Beatles were nice--you could've brought one home to your parents." Today, orchestrations of "Yesterday" and "Eleanor Rigby" are pumped into supermarkets. One girl even caught her "mother bopping...
...rough cut of Chinatown. "Mogul," he said to Evans, who produced the movie, "we got that hot one. Get those checks ready-we're on our way." He also made it a point to phone up Actor Bruce Dern, a pal since they both scuffled through a bunch of low budget bike pictures, for a little needling: "Hey, Dernsie, I think you better retire, babe. I got it all covered -know what I mean?" Nicholson has called Dern "my only real competition -you and the guy on the hill" (referring to Marlon Brando, whose home off Los Angeles...
Misalliance, Bernard Shaw's long and drawn-out comedy about sex and a whole bunch of other things, finishes its run at the Loeb tonight and tomorrow. By applying Shaw's notion of "vital life forces" to stage craft, the Summer School Repertory manages to turn this windy bit of social farce into an amusing bit of entertainment...
...When I saw that news summary. I questioned whether it's a bunch of crap, but I thought er, well it's good to have them off us awhile, because when they start bugging us, which they have, our little boys will not know how to handle it. I hope they will though...
Misalliance, Bernard Shaw's long and drawn out comedy about sex and a whole bunch of other things, plays at the Loeb until the end of the week. By applying Shaw's notion of "vital life forces" to stage craft, the Summer School Repertory manages to turn this windy bit of social farce into an amusing bit of entertainment. The plot, about an underwear manufacturer and a Polish acrobat who falls through the roof (sounds like an old Marx Brothers routine: "I watched a Polish lady fall through my roof in my underwear, but I don't know...