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...expression has increased at a galloping rate, and Evergreen has led the field. This is no surprise since its editor and publisher is Barney Rosset, 45, president of Grove Press, a house that specializes in erotica and avant-garde authors. Its hard-cover Black Circle books and its Black Cat and Zebra paperbacks embrace everything from outright pornography (The Pearl) to mystical flights of sexual fantasy (Jean Genet's Miracle of the Rose) to revolutionary calls to action (Frantz Fanon's The Wretched of the Earth). It also has a generous supply of European anti-novelists and provocative...
More often, though, mucking about in a little jungle of flora, she is like a den mother tending some mischievous tykes. "Oh, look at this one!" she exclaims, brushing aside the stalks of a daffodil "with its ears back like a startled cat." Turning to plants suffering from "the sickly miseries," she describes an ivy plant that has dropped its lower leaves as "a miniskirted fatshedera." Then, pausing beside a bed of bursting tulips, she sighs: "Bulbs can bring a private spring...
...Heinrich Boll (Billiards at Half-Past Nine) constitutes a school of his own. His writing skills seem at first oldfashioned, but they always turn out to be just right for hitting his targets: hypocrisy, his countrymen's haste to forget the Hitlerite period, the greed of the fat-cat crowd. In this short caper, set in today's Rhineland, a German army Jeep is burned by an intelligent young soldier with the active help of his equally intelligent father. The act is deliberate and they offer no defense at their trial. German courtroom justice, the army, the press...
With his kindly Kris Kringle smile, his Katzenjammer accent and his snow-white hair, Professor Herbert Marcuse of the University of California's San Diego campus seems too charmingly ge nial to be a revolutionary. He coos over the fine fur of his rust-colored cat, Freddie, and holds a lifetime membership in the San Diego Zoo, where he affectionately favors owls, elephants and hippopotamuses. Yet whether in Berkeley or Berlin, today's youthful radicals, who are challenging the most basic premises of industrial society, increasingly turn to the writings of the aging (he will...
...mouth belongs to Coach Emile ("The Cat") Francis, 41, a diminutive ex-goalie who patrols the Ranger bench during games, screaming profanities that would make a dock-walloper blanch. "Cash and cussing" is the way one Ranger describes Francis' coaching methods: players who turn in exceptional performances find something extra in their pay envelopes; those who let down get a stinging spray of verbal vitriol. Last season, after a lackadaisical game against Montreal, Francis announced that a "television deal" was in the offing. The players' faces brightened. "Yeah," sneered the coach, "the Red Skelton show needs some sloppy