Word: sagaing
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...began last summer with Willard, the tender story of a boy's love for his pet rat, which eventually led the pack that ate him up. So successful was Willard, which grossed $8,200,000 last year, according to Variety, that it gave birth to a sequel rat saga, Ben, which is now on the drive-in circuit, and a Noah's ark of other horrors about crawlers and creepers...
Money, the saga of an inept robbing hood, was hip, paranoid and eclectic, and it had the fuzzy continuity of a fever dream-rather like the early Marx Brothers movies, or the last films of W.C. Fields. It also had a fine eye for the human cartoon. Allen, playing the master criminal of his youthful fantasies, stands by while a bank teller tries to decipher his scrawl: "I have a gub." The holdup man insists that the word is "gun"; the teller consults higher authorities, thereby spiking the heist. Even Allen's penmanship, it turns out, is masochistic. Occasionally...
...here they are, in LARC'S debut, three hungry, enormously attractive actors-Hume Cronyn, Eli Wallach and Anne Jackson-taking stylish licks at a play that has far more seasoning than substance. It is a generational saga of American life from the late 19th century to the present, a la Our Town, from Grover Cleveland and his mistress to Masters and Johnson. With obvious delight and gusto, the key actors play many men and women at various ages, and they are awfully good at it. The play concerns a clan that manufactures buttons, but Playwright Robison seems to have...
...birth, the farmer devotedly raises the child (Johnny Mask) as his own, only to see the law return him eventually to his natural father. But like Dilsey in The Sound and the Fury, the farmer endures. Foote's script and Anthony's leaden direction transform this small saga of indomitability into a mere valentine to pluckiness...
...nervous self on T. V. While the tension built across from Cavett, I remembered how relaxed York could be. In talking about the power of television he had told an animated little story about a trip he made to Russia some time ago. "It was utterly fantastic. The 'Forsyte Saga' was just being shown on Russian television. Wherever I went, people recognized me. Little girls would come running up to me with bunches of flowers. I was astonished!" He laughs. Michael York is laughing for the first, last and only time. Little girls and flowers ... I had seen his unusual...