FANFARE

A report on this month's cultural scene, and our critics' choice of noteworthy performances, books and exhibitions.

AN OPENING COMMENT

t is customary to fill the columns of a magazine’s prototype with statements of high purpose, endlessly repeated, or with typographic gobbledegook, or with interminable displays of the quick brown fox jumping over the lazy dog. We have chosen to do something else.

William Makepeace Thackeray published Vanity Fair, his “Novel Without a Hero,” in 1848. In his introduction, “Before the Curtain,” Thackeray described himself as the Manager of the Production, who “sits before the curtain on the boards and looks into the fair.” The following paragraphs are taken from his “survey of the bustling place. ”

There is a great quantity of eating and drinking, making love and jilting, laughing and the contrary, smoking, cheating, fighting, dancing, and fiddling: there are bullies pushing about, bucks ogling the women, knaves picking pockets, policemen on the look-out, quacks . . . bawling in front of their booths, and yokels looking up at the tinselled dancers and poor old rouged tumblers, while the light-fingered folk are operating upon their pockets behind. Yes, this is Vanity Fair. . . .

Some people consider fairs immoral altogether, and eschew such, with their servants and families: very likely they are right. But persons who think otherwise, and are of a lazy, or a benevolent, or a sarcastic mood, may perhaps like to step in for half-an-hour, and look at the performances. There are scenes of all sorts: some dreadful combats, some grand and lofty horse-riding, some scenes of high life, and some of very middling indeed; some love-making for the sentimental, and some light comic business; the whole accompanied by appropriate scenery and brilliantly illuminated with the Author’s own candles.

What more has the Manager of the Performance to say? To acknowledge the kindness with which it has been received in all the principal towns of England through which the Show has passed, and where it has been most favourably noticed by the respected conductors of the public Press, and by the Nobility and Gentry. He is proud to think that his Puppets have given satisfaction to the very best company in this empire. . . .

And with this, and a profound bow to his patrons, the Manager retires, and the curtain rises.

There is a great quantity of eating and drinking, making love and jilting, laughing and the contrary, smoking, cheating, fighting, dancing, and fiddling: there are bullies pushing about, bucks ogling the women, knaves picking pockets, policemen on the look-out, quacks . . . bawling in front of their booths, and yokels looking up at the tinselled dancers and poor old rouged tumblers, while the light-fingered folk are operating upon their pockets behind. Yes, this is Vanity Fair. . . .

Some people consider fairs immoral altogether, and eschew such, with their servants and families: very likely they are right. But persons who think otherwise, and are of a lazy, or a benevolent, or a sarcastic mood, may perhaps like to step in for half-an-hour, and look at the performances. There are scenes of all sorts: some dreadful combats, some grand and lofty horse-riding, some scenes of high life, and some of very middling indeed; some love-making for the sentimental, and some light comic business; the whole accompanied by appropriate scenery and brilliantly illuminated with the Author’s own candles.

hat more has the Manager of the Performance to say? To acknowledge the kindness with which it has been received in all the principal towns of England through which the Show has passed, and where it has been most favourably noticed by the respected conductors of the public Press, and by the Nobility and Gentry. He is proud to think that his Puppets have given satisfaction to the very best company in this empire. . . .

And with this, and a profound bow to his patrons, the Manager retires, and the curtain rises.

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What more has the Manager of the Performance to say? To acknowledge the the light-fingered upon their pockets Vanity Fair. . . .

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THENEWHOLLYWOOD

MUSICALS

the Show has passed, and een most favourably no pected conductors of the public Press, and by the Nobility and Gentry. He is proud to think that his Puppets have given satisfaction to the very best company in this empire. . . .

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A ROYAL BABY

le consider fairs immoral al1 eschew such, with their amilies: very likely they are right. But persons who think otherwise, and are of a lazy, or a benevolent, or a sarcastic mood, may perhaps like to step in for half-an-hour, and look at the performances. There are scenes of all sorts: some dreadful combats, some grand and kindness with which it has been received in all the principal towns of England through which the Show has passed, and where it has been most favourably noticed by the respected conductors of the public Press, and by the Nobility and Gentry. He is proud Puppets have given very best company in

And with this, and his patrons, the Mant curtain rises.

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Some people consider fairs immoral altogether, and eschew such, with their servants and families: very likely they are right. But persons who think otherwise, and are of a lazy, or a benevolent, or a sarcastic mood, may perhaps like to step in for half-an-hour, and look at the performances. There are scenes of all sorts: some dreadful combats, some grand and lofty horse-riding, some scenes of high life, and some of very middling indeed; some love-making for the sentimental, ic business; the whole aropriate scenery and :ed with the Author’s together, and esche1 the Manager of the To acknowledge the a it has been received e towns of England Show has passed, and most favourably noed conductors of the ay the Nobility and id to think that his a satisfaction to the n this empire. . . . ad a profound bow to his patrons, the Manager retires, and the curtain rises.

There is a great quantity of eating and drinking, making love and jilting, laughing and the contrary, smoking, cheating, fighting, dancing, and fiddling: there are bullies pushing about, bucks ogling the women, knaves picking pockets, policemen on the look-out, quacks . . .

eat quantity of eating and ng love and jilting, laughitrary, smoking, cheating, ing, and fiddling: there hing about, bucks ogling laves picking pockets, pole look-out, quacks . . . nt of their booths, and up at the tinselled dancd rouged tumblers, while ered folk are operating the light-fingered folk upon their pockets behin consider fairs immoral altogether, and eschew such, with their servants and families: very likely they are right. But persons who think otherwise, and are of a lazy, or a benevolent, or a sarcastic mood, may perhaps like to step in for half-an-hour, and look at the performances. There are scenes of all sorts: some dreadful combats, some grand and lofty horse-riding, some scenes of high life, and some of very middling indeed; some love-making for the sentimental, and some light comic business; the whole accompanied by appropriate scenery and brilliantly illuminated with the Author’s own candles.

What more has the Manager of the Performance to say? To acknowledge the kindness with which it has been received in all the principal towns of England through which the Show has passed, and where it has been most favourably no-

WARHOL’S GOLDEN GIRL

respected conductors of the and by the Nobility and proud to think that his Puppets have given satisfaction to the very best company in this empire. . . .

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some love-making for the sentimental, and some light comic business; the whole accompanied by appropriate scenery and brilliantly illuminated with the Author’s

What more has the Manager of the Performance to say? To acknowledge the kindness with which it has been received in all the principal towns of England through which the Show has passed, and where it has been most favourably noticed by the respected conductors of the public Press, and by the Nobility and Gentry. He is proud to think that his Puppets have given satisfaction to the very best company in this empire. . . .

And with this, and a profound bow to his patrons, the Manager retires, and the servants and families: very likely they are antity of eating and e and jilting, laughsmoking, cheating, ind fiddling: there ibout, bucks ogling ticking pockets, pok-out, quacks . . . their booths, and the tinselled danca benevolent, or a perhaps like to step rnd look at the per; scenes of all sorts: some dreadful combats, some grand and lofty horse-riding, some scenes of high life, and some of very middling indeed; some love-making for the sentimental, bawling in front of the yokels looking up at the ers and poor old rouged ti the light-fingered folk upon their pockets behind Vanity Fair. . . .

KISSINGER VS

EHRLICHMAN

sons who think or a benevolent, or a perhaps like to step in for half-an-hour, and look at the performances. There are scenes of all sorts: some dreadful combats, some grand and lofty horse-riding, some scenes of high life, and some of very middling indeed; some love-making for the sentimental, and some light comic business; the whole accompanied by appropriate scenery and brilliantly illuminated with the Author’s own candles.

What more has the Manager of the Performance to say? To acknowledge the kindness with which it has been received in all the principal towns of England through which the Show has passed, and where it has been most favourably noticed by the respected conductors of the public Press, and by the Nobility and Gentry. Fie is proud to think that his dancing, and fiddling: there about, bucks ogling .ets, pocks ... ths, and led dancers, while operating Fes, this is together, a: servants anc with their Tely they are sarcastic mood, may perhaps like to step in for half-an-hour, and look at the performances. There are scenes of all sorts: some dreadful combats, some grand and lofty horse-riding, some scenes of high life, and some of very middling indeed; some love-making for the sentimental, and some light comic business; the whole accompanied by appropriate scenery and brilliantly illuminated with the Author’s own candles.

What more has the Manager of the Performance to say? To acknowledge the kindness with which it has been received in all the principal towns of England through which the Show has passed, and where it has been most favourably noticed by the respected conductors of the in all the principal tow through which the Show where it has been most ticed by the respected co public Press, and by th Gentry. He is proud to Puppets have given sati: very best company in this

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There is a great quanti’ drinking, making love an ing and the contrary, smo fighting, dancing, and fiddling: there are bullies pushing about, bucks ogling the women, knaves picking pockets, policemen on the look-out, quacks . . . bawling in front of their booths, and yokels looking up at the tinselled dancers and poor old rouged tumblers, while the light-fingered folk are operating upon their pockets behind. Yes, this is Vanity Fair. . . .

Some people consider fairs immoral altogether, and eschew such, with their servants and families: very likely they are right. But persons who think otherwise, and are of a lazy, or a benevolent, or a sarcastic mood, may perhaps like to step in for half-an-hour, curtain rises.