Word: critically
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Dates: during 1960-1960
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...turned up in white tie and tails to play at the Tel Aviv Museum last week, the members of Chicago's Fine Arts Quartet won the same kind of tumultuous reception they have encountered everywhere on their three-month odyssey through Europe and Israel. Said one Tel Aviv critic: "This is the best thing we've had from America." It took a while for the quartet to prove its class to European audiences. Although the four members-Cellist George Sopkin, 44, First Violinist Leonard Sorkin, 43, Second Violinist Abram Loft, 38, Violist Irving Ilmer, 40-had toured...
...have come from Chicago with something other than corned beef in their suitcases." Wrote Amsterdam's Het Vrije Volk: "The highest praise can scarcely suffice . . . They have made us aware that along with the harshly materialistic, there is another America." In Braunschweig, West Germany, the Goslarsche Zeitung critic ran out of superlatives: "How can one write criticism when the whole evening was without a flaw?" Acclaim awaited the quartet in small towns as well as big: In Sweden's Malmo (pop. 192,498), they turned down an offer of a three-month teaching contract; in a town...
...three-column box, the New York Herald Tribune last week apologized for its able, veteran art critic. Emily Genauer. In reviewing an exhibition of 16 Americans at the Museum of Modern Art, she had labeled the work of Frank Stella "unspeakably boring." Stella, she wrote, "paints huge black canvases carefully lined with white pin stripes and calls the results very accurately 'stripe-painting...
Because he was a merciless critic of the ways of man, he nowhere suggested that his rebel is without sin, pure in his revolt against oppression. But at the end of The Plague he wrote: "There are in man more things to be admired than things to be scorned." Scorn was reserved for death, while man, with all his deceit and selfishness, was always worth the saving of himself...
...critic wrote: "Camus has forced man to the mirror. Good or so long as he writes, there will be no rest." Rest is precisely the thing which can make irrevocable man's slavery. And we can justly fear that without the relentless voice of Camus, the temptation to abandon the struggle is a little nearer to being overpowering...