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Page 4-B Ralph Deiinis Plays Find A Home In Winston-Salem The lAttk Theatre of IT*«- ston-Satem presents tivo One- Alt Pity* hy Ralph Dermis, directed by Doris PardinffUm: THE M)Vt SONG Of' MAR CEL AND ROBERT and CUE TOR CREON. By JttflN OLAYTON Por the perpetrators of the fic tion that Chapel Hill is a mecca for the arts, Winston-Salem’s Community Art Center is some thing akin to a mortal blow. Not only does its building house the A Museum Uke Display of Gifts From All Over the World ★ Special Summer Selection Barton’s Continental CANNES AND REMEMBER - Your gift means more tram a famous Store. COuVuljf-laSllliy K BKm buttermilk Tt EVERY PRESCRIPTION WE ROD... KNOWLEDGE EXPERIENCE I tions to us—you can \l I depend on our phar- \nT I macists for the finest r |\v\\ H in compounding. m M in our sundries department, as Sell m eh ear pharmacy counter, you always receive the fastest, friendliest service. Glen Lennox Pharmacy Glen Lenhox Shopping Center Free Parting FREE DELIVERY Phene 967-7014 Find it Fast , 15,000 Copies New UNC Pages; Mailed Dec. 1. I■> | |%100% Number- Sales find Aug. 1 111 I lIM Change Dec. 1 ! Classified Pages on Campus! Yellow Pages Let Your Fin ß The Walking performing arts In a manner that putt to shame anything the local community can muster, but its resident group of theatre buffs lave had the temerity to produce the locally rejected work of one of our own aspiring play wrights. They have further salt ed the wound by presenting Ate play for a second season "by 1 popular request." Cue for CreOn, originally titled A Non Play by author Ralph Dennis, never seeks to make a major point, but it is neatly fill ed with delightfully made minor ones decked out in an ef fervescent theatricalism that manages to sustain coherence ■despite its ecledtic style. To present his commentary, Mr. Demis utilises the play within-a-ptoy technique ffks cur tain gees up on an arena Mage where two Stagehands are mak ing lust minute arrangements. In Short order there appear a beer-drinking Yahoo who has been driven with his wife to she in hospitltole world of the theatre as a result of a short-circuit in thfe umbilical cord of his tele vision set, a tuxedoed snob whose unwilling companion yearns to be seen at the Stork Club, three maiden teachers from ‘‘East Jesus" North Carolina, and assorted players in a ver sion of Medea that Euripides might not have recognized. To complete the roster there is also a beatnik. Not at all embarrassed with these stereotypes, Mr. Dennis proceeds with mixed success to put them through their verbal paces as commentators upon tragedy. His Narrator, ably played by 'William Herring, ap pears to be a kind of rattMMiir for the playwright, while the spectators take turns “acting” their concepts of the tragic. The most successfully realized of these attempts is that of the Yahoo as a lonely barfly doom ed to disappointment by the com- Tnerdal ucrUpfcs of a young wofnuh whose reputation cun trot suffer a cut-rate encounter. This vignette achieved something of a tour de force hy having the Yahoo play himself, Ms wife plav the bartender, end the snob’s companion pUy the tart. The multiple wVertokes of this conglomeration were surprisingly effective, and the Mulls of toe three actors Lewis Hawley, Jackie Oerter, and Susan Fitz gerald—managed to bring to she scene not only the humor Aiat was in ft, but a tenuous quality of the pathetic that left an edge in the air long after the laughter had died. The portraits of the snob and the school teachers offered much less ih the way of fresh material, and, ■although they achieved their laughs, they failed to generate either In the writing or the per formance more than casual re wards. Against this background, Mr. Dennis chose to Introduce a broader comedy in the form of a triad of naiads (red, blonde, and brunette) Whose expressions of compassion for Medea’s plight were a perfect counterpoint to their ballet. It was something like watching Swan Lake per formed by Larry, Moe, and Curly while reciting the social maxims of Elsa Maxwell. If all of this seems unduly con fusing, it is due to the difficulty of attempting to briefly render what was, in essence, a series of experiences rather than a plot. The virtue of this sort of play is not unlike the Weather in Chapel Hill if you don’t like it, wait e moment, for it is bound to change. As presented by Winston-Salem’s Little Thea tre, Coe for Creen may have eonfused its audience, but it Uekiom bored them. Director Doris Pardington directed the proceedings with a light hand Where a heavy one would have Tilled the fun, yet demonstrated that when a broad stroke is call ed for she is more than pre pared to go along with the gag. The evening also saw a “cur tain-raiser'’ by Mr. Dennis en titled The Love Song of Marcel and Rabert. Here the production was less successful, due possibly to the fact that director Pterd ington chose to have her per former* play the point of the piece rather than allow it to assert itself. As a simple exer cise in communication, Lave Song introduces two downs who can only converse with one an other by plucking scraps of con versation (written on bits of pap er) from their clothing. Their response to one another, there fore, are almost always irrele vant, and so poverty stricken are they for topics of conversa tion that one is reduced to go ing bade over the rubbish of discarded phrases in order to re peat what has already been said. This point, of course, is made by the action, but in choosing to have each line delivered in a grade-school recitation delivery the performers failed to give dimension to the sketch. While each of us can recognize our selves in the two clowns, we nevertheless deliver our cliches with all the intensity and warmth that a devout dedication to the inane can muster. By duplicating on the surface Mr. Dennis’ un derlying point (small though it might be), Love Song left us nettling to discover, and know ing that the butler did it, the production became a bore. Mr. Dennis and The Little Theatre deserve much credit for having discovered one an other, and their company is more than worth the trip. Looking for bargains? Always read the Weekly classified ads and save. WHI UHIPIHIIIULU WIIMLLI a Be w! 'Ji Vb* qB • JV j I > -* .ißWagßfiilWlfciSßKaP tBB • JoBB HUll’ .' M wM mmim. l ■, M ■ js ml 1 AWARD WINNER The Chapel Hill Exchange dob received the M. t. Patrick Award at the State Exchange Club convention in Raleigh last week for the highest percentage of attend ance in District 2. Seventeen members Ifife i \ 1 Sf w BESkif i By ' WBF« i. *JK%eaF . mm * iiV Wfc. iPy TtEJ [ib« BLi 1 • AT EASTER SEAL CAMP—Chapel Hill residents and UNC students are helping out this summer at the Easter Seal Camp for Handicapped Children at Umstead State Park. In the first row, from left, are Amelia Head, Renee Booth, Christine Parrish, Joe Planck, Beth Whitfield, Mary Foushee, Beth Services Are Held For C. C. Edwards Carl C. Edwards, 72, of Rt. >l. Chapel Hill, died Sunday at N. C. Memorial Hospital. Surviving are his wife, Mrs. Mattie Williams Edwards; three daughters, Mrs. W. A. Lloyd and Mrs. W. T. Talbert of Rt. 1, Chapel Hill, and Mrs. John Hall of Graham; one son, Carl Ed wards Jr. of Graham; 11 grand children, and six great-grand children.- Funeral services were conduct ed at 2 p.m. Monday at Orange Chapel Methodist Church by Rev. Thomas Sigmon, Rev. Rich ard Park and Rev. William M. Loy. Interment was in the church cemetery. Pallbearers were Winfred Braxton, Tunney Edwards, J. C. Petty, Kearney Rogers, Coy Durham and Willie Janes Ed wards. UN€ Short Course Teaching at the UNC Medical School’s two-week course for grad ate physical therapists is Miss Margaret Knott, Co-ordinator of Patient Services at the Kaiser Foundation Rehabilitation Center In Vallejo, Calif. The course on “Techniques of EwnWHHHiwilar Facilitation ” be gan Monday, and will end Friday, JfcUgaat tt. Twenty physical thera gtrta from all over the Southeast are attending. / - /' < . ' ■ cy^f'-TXuu.n: r.usto wi7Fn fiotmfs A t ( Vo/iiSt/Uwflrii ) /. / i' NPv of the Chapel Hill club had perfect at tendance records for the quarter end ing June 30. Above are George Spransy (left), local delegate to the State con vention, and Doug Yates, president of the Chapel Hill club. Spivey, Charles Mann, and Suphronia Jones. Second row: Larry Foushee, Mrs. Ruth Booth, Randy Harris, Glenn Blackburn, Tony Szenasy, assistant camp director Dayton Estes and camp director Bob Pace. Not shown is the camp chaplain, Father Clarence Patker. Space-Saving Frigktaire e Saves space in yoflr kitchen became Modal D-t2-M . It's Just 30* wide ana under V tad A ,I<M •» fits under cabinets. , f • Fefrwldth MUHer chest keeps. QMg S 3 pounds, us IWhen food. A a jjMQC • Sliding Chili Drawer with $ #IQ ) Meat Tender for fresh m«t& ▼ Mm ■ M •MMvidth fruit and < Vegetable Hydrator pit* > frehelf sk*age door. • Mgldilre dependability, tax f way farms FRIG I DAI FIE the family refrigerator BENNETT & BLOCSSBfiE '• Frigidaire Salas & Sanfea 105 E. Franklin St Phone 942-5141 use tk tussna us BILLY ARTHUR Take our advice and “See North Carolina First.” At the beaches the girls are wearing Skimpy bathing suits and big fat mamas are wearing shorts and halters. In the moun tains they’re wearing fitting sweaters and little boy breeches. You pays your money and you takes your choice. Everywhere you encounter chronic complainers. Nothing suits them. The first night they can’t sleep at all, and the next night they sleep too good. The clam chowder tastes clam my, the soft-shell crabs are too soft, and toe Spanish mackerel smells fishy. One day they’re afraid the ocean breezes will bTow them away, and the next they swear there hasn’t been a breeze all summer. They’re the type that when they turn their car into their driveway at home, they complain of the curve in the road. Our stay at the beach ended, we headed for the mountains. Destination: Cherokee Indian Vil lage, not to see the Indians but to let them see us. Armed with the latest infor mation on the new bypass high ways, we started out. First thing we learned was how smart the Hi#nray Commission is. It de tours you around the new high ways to make you use more gasoline, toe taxes on which pays for than. ( The first night we spent at a motel and felt right at home, because the pretty blue wash cloths were decorated with the words: “Belk’s, the Home of Bet ter Values.” The next day we ran into some rain. A mountaineer told us something about a thunderhead, not knowing we were Easterners. He could have got through to us if he had said “squalls.” Our first Cherokee stop was the craft shop for souvenirs. Bil ly Jr. didn’t want any old Indian head-dress or tom-tom. Not him. He knew we had lots of glass in trTangle BRICK lie Dtottoctwft B/dcfe I Chape] Hfll’a Only Home-Owned Brick Company Chapel HID Representative Fred Abernathy, Jr. Phone 942-4935 DIAL OPERATOR—ASK FOR DURHAM WXSOOO w EE Jumr^ FOR MEN... and WOMEN nk. Ikk Plus tax FOR WOMEN plus tax Prepare now for “Back-to- School*.. .with sturdy, fashion-right Weejuns! ALL SIZES and COLORS: Brown, Black, Green, Navy Blue, Cordovan, Red. MAIL ORDERS FILLED PROMPTLY State Style, dolor, hike, Width. Include 40c postage and 3% N. C. State Sales Tax Utters SHOE SHOP 143 East Franklin Street Chapel Hill, N. C. MUMBI,IBUJ, our home and lots of children in our neighborhood. Therefore, he wanted, first, a slingshot. He didn't get it. So he moved to another sec tion and picked up a compro mise. “I want dis," he said. “Dis” happened to be about as compromising a weapon as he could find—a real tomahawk. He didn’t get that. Once more trying to be agree able, he selected a blowgun with darts. The Indians say it can not mortally wound at more than 75 feet. He didn’t get that either. Therefore, he was willing to accept instead a bow and arrow. To that the Missus and I were agreeable until he refused the arrows with suction cups and de manded metal tips instead. As he sat in the middle of toe floor giving us a piece of his mind, the other patrons of art stared in his direction to see if the Indians again had gone wild and were torturing some defense less Child. All in all, we had a wonderful time, both at she beach and in the mountains. But I have a suggestion, and it comes from one who loves North Carolina and its people. When the next tourist season rolls around, no case should be allowed to display beckoning signs "Genuine Southern Fried Chicken” till the cook has pass ed the taste test and been licen sed. And no cook should be licensed under the grandfather clause. We ate fried chicken in several of those “Home Cooking” places, and it was either fried to death in bear’s grease or burnt to a crisp in vast oceans of sow’s lard. The Legislature should pass a law making it a felony for any cook to so disguise a sweet and succulent fryer so as to make it digestible as putty, tasteless as pure bark, and sure to shoot in digestion into a stomach at 1000 yards.
The Chapel Hill Weekly (Chapel Hill, N.C.)
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