Our francophone fabricator of trunk show fantasies has collaborated with Eugene O'Neill in this political season's revival of The Ice Man Cometh, and half of Greenwich Village -
the nice half, Dear - is agog with acquisitive lubricity. 'Tis the season for hacking, and the crate of transparency is in vogue: the Weiners are chipping off their picaresque marriage again, the clever Foundation is frantically thawing away its pollution, and the carnival barking bartender cannot keep delirium tremulous enough. Again the theatre compels the question, for any electorate witted half or more, How much can you bear to know? Who, then, doesn't turn to the consolations of consumption, and where better than to LVMH?
The Market and the Theatre
in Anglo-American Political
Cambridge University Press, 1986©