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...Dublin also opens its doors to visiting students over the summer. Trinity College gives a course on "The Arts in Ireland," University College will provide lectures on "Ireland and the Modern World" and instruction in Gaelic. Tuition for the two-to-three-week courses in only about...
...British Ministry of Labor has returned the disfavor. Under the circumstances, the only way English jazz lovers could hear live American jazz at home was to visit U.S. military bases. The drought was so severe that some fans set up special flying excursions to such unlikely jazz centers as Dublin and Brussels. But last week the curtain was lifted in Britain. Stan Kenton's 20-piece band played a concert in London's Albert Hall, where jampacked fans hungrily took in such Kenton specialties as Theme of Four Valves and 23° N= 82° W* Critical evaluation...
Like most men, Sean O'Casey is a hero to his mirror. Yet he has reason above vanity for some of his pride; he climbed out of the Dublin slums to the fameupholstered penthouse of playwriting, leaving at least two masterpieces to mark the trail, i.e., The Plough and the Stars, Juno and the Paycock. Along the way he has also taken on a habit of piling chips on his shoulders and wearing them like epaulettes. The Green Crow is largely a dress parade of pet peeves, mostly in the form of journalistic pieces on the theater, actors, critics...
...into being when notions regarding the womb, the trauma, the unconscious were casting something like a dream-spell upon rational thinkers. Like Ulysses in this respect. Remembrance reads like a never-ending dream. But just as Ulysses manages also to portray the life and times of Joyce's Dublin, so Remembrance seems to many the greatest portrayal ever made of Proust's turn-of-the-century France...
Sometimes this is rewarding. Hymned, the workers' cause has less stridency than when harangued. And when O'Casey's outcast street figures raise their voices in a dream of fair Dublin, there is a sudden sense of a city's voice upraised. But things seem oftener picturesque than intense, and windy rather than Aeolian. The finest moments have the comic smack and grizzle of Juno. A trio of codgers snort and wrangle gloriously, and go right on snorting and wrangling while they crouch on the floor to avoid what may crash through the windows. When...