Word: rosencrantzes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Stoppard, who also authored Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead has won himself another Tony. The Colonial show, a technically excellent production, is aided by the excellent cast, and in the end it's the play itself that shines, witty, exhilarating-Stoppard may be the most prolific writer of memorable epigrams in English since Pope. As for the questions he raises, there is something of the Dadaist in him-art for art's sake, and all-and something of an E.M. Forster English traditionalist. But revolutionary potentialities excite him, as they do most of the rest of us most...
...gunslinger of words, Tom Stoppard shoots to kill with laughter. Dirty Linen, with its insert piece New-Found-Land, is probably the most killingly funny play he has written, though it is also the slenderest. Stoppard's works seem solidest when built on an earlier substructure. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead may be the sturdiest because it is built on Hamlet, and Travesties the wittiest since it springs from The Importance of Being Earnest...
...male caller told Jeremy C. Gelb '76, who was in charge of the bells desk, "Currier House will be blown off the map in half an hour." Gelb notified Paul and Barbara Rosencrantz, Currier House Co-Masters, and also notified Harvard police...
Unlike Harvard's other student playwrights--the authors of Bicentennial Follies, for example--LaZebnik draws his chief inspiration from literary classics rather than from the contemporary American scene. His technique, like Tom Stop-pard's in Rosencrantz and Guildenstein are Dead, is to abstract well-known characters from their original dramatic setting and place them in an absurd world where they toy with the conventions of language, and quest--unsuccessfully, of course--for the meaning of their existence...
TRAVESTIES. Playwright Tom Stoppard (Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, Jumpers) spews wit, wordplay, paradox and thought like tracer bullets, and, in a performance of indelible virtuosity, John Wood sees that every bullet is dead on target...