Word: closets
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Much of the farcical byplay is implicit in the lines; but just as much remains to be invented, and this production is inventive indeed. Dr. Caius' business of hunting for his green box turns into a frantic cat-and-mouse chase through double closet doors--an old gimmick, but still effective. When Falstaff says, "There's my purse," he reluctantly drops a small, silent pouch--obviously empty. The wives make a big point of exchanging the love letters to be sure each has the right one, when both letters are identical. Ford's "The clock gives...
...life, she insists, is her family, her Japan-based husband Steve Parker and her two-year-old daughter Stephanie. Friends still remember with a kind of awed surprise the evening she brought Steffie to a party, stuck the child in a wicker basket and put her in a closet to sleep. Later the party moved off in search of a progressive jazz pianist who was never found. Far later it wound up at a nightspot called the Crescendo. Steffie was still in the closet, sleeping peacefully...
...normal standards of American slapstick, featuring a Skelton in every closet, this is the lightest, flakiest brand of pie in the eye. But as performed last week by imported British Comedian Dave King in his first show as Milton Berle's TV summer replacement (NBC, Wed., 9 p.m.), it seemed tasteful and gratifyingly fresh. A comedian who works primarily in pantomime, King is a kind of Jack Tati in his characterization of the well-meaning Englishman who really could cope with life except for the fact that the world itself is a little out of kilter...
...Merely symbolic art-art requiring a key-is always a door to a closet, whereas great art is an open door to great experience...
Small wonder that any Russian artist with integrity finds life difficult if he values his health. He has two choices: paint according to the Soviet realist standards of the Minister of Culture or paint in the privacy of his own closet...