to huff and puff. like. . .

After  seeing  Shuler Hensley  portray a 600-pound  man in  Samuel D.  Hunter's play The Whale earlier this season,  the  central character of Jami  Attenberg's     new novel, The Middlesteins.   is a  lightweight  at 300  pounds.  But  Attenberg's  portrait  is   bigger and  more  comprehensive.   As  New York Times book  reviewer,  Julie Oringer  describes  it  with  an  apt  simile,  we  see Edie  Middlestein develop  from chunky baby  into    a woman  who   "huffs and puffs up the stairs like someone’s gassy old uncle after a meal.” 

Snuffing out similes like a pig after truffles. . .

I recently  came across the  reissue  by  the  New Rview of Books  of  Elaine Dundy's   1958 novel  The Dud Avocado. No  dud    but  a  trenchant   tale  smart and  pretty young American's  adventures in 1950s  Paris.  

Those    adventure include her stint   in  a Paris equivalent of an off-off-Broadway play,  also as  a film extra.  That, of course makes   this   an   especially  fun  book  for  theater enthusiasts  like me  and  Curtainup's  readers.  Typical  of  the  many  trenchant  one liners,  is the narrator's  observation  during her acting stint:

The  most important things to find while working in theater was someone to giggle with. To find someone to giggle with I place just below finding someone to flirt with and just above the ability to knit.

Ever  on the lookout for similes,  here too are  some  little  gems   worth noting here:

Thoughts rising in my head like little puffs of smoke

He was especially good at snuffing out the Big Bores, whom he tracked down like a pig after truffles.

.We walked into the drawing room, where everyone was sitting around like a bunch of stuffed owls.

Exchanged glances were ricocheting around the room like bullets.

Similes by playwright Clifford Odets

The  most satisfying play currently on Broadway  is   the 75-years old  Golden Boy by    Clifford Odets  who according to a New Yorker profile   was once  known as  "America's No. 1 Revolutionary Boy."   Odets wrote   Golden Boy    specifically to  make a lot of money  fast,  which   gives him more than a little  in commen with his   play's  hero  who  gave up violin  playing  for  a boxing career.

While  Odets  enjoyed the momentum  of fame and fortune,   when he found it taking of  his life he described  himself  as  "restelss  as a bullfrog on a lily pad."


The play itself  includes a  pungent   simile   made by  one of the characters    about  Joe Bonaparte's  relationship with his  father:     "His father  sits on the kids' head like a bird's nest.."

For more about the play, seewww.curtainup.com/goldenboy12.html

Crowded- together. . .like cigarettes in a pack

Nathan Englander  who  has  emerged as one  of  our  short story writers  has made an auspicious debut as a playwright with an  adaptation of  his first story  "TheTwenty-Seenth Man,"  based on  a  real  event:     One of  Stalin's  last  horrendous purges  of  people  he perceived as a threat  -- in this case the country's top Yiddish poets. 



The play premiering at the Public Theater  focuses on four  of these poets  thrown into a  cell  and facing execution and the  cruelty  of  anti-Semitic Guards who  find themselves   irrit
Nathan Englander  who  has  emerged as one  of  our  short story writers  has made an auspicious debut as a playwright with an  adaptation of  his first story  "TheTwenty-Seenth Man,"  based on  one of  Stalin's  last  horrendous purges  of  people  he perceied as a threat --  in this case the country's top Yiddish poets.

The play premiering at the Public Theater  focuses on four  of these poets   tossed into one   cell  and facing execution and the  cruelty  of  anti-Semitic guards who    are  annoyed  and  confused  at
ated by having to  deal with-- and here comes the simile--   "a mess of nattering Jews  crammed together like  cigarettes in a pack."

 Here, in case you want to read my review,  is a link: www.curtainup.com/27thman.html

Similes very much part of Stephen Sondheim magic

Like  his mentor,  Oscar Hammerstein III,  Stephen Sondheim is  a  poet  of  musical  theater.  Unlike  Hammerstein he  is a composer as well as  lyricist.   While  his  music  certainly  is  indeed  unique and memorable,   his   genius resides in  the cleverness of   his  musical  word play.    It  should   therefore  come as no surprise  that   his  penchant  for   witty  similes was on display  in  his  very first and for a  long time unproduced musical  Saturday Night -- for example, the following from that show's title song:  "The moon’s like a million watt."

 Sondheim  also  likes to extend   his similes,  for example,  the following    from  "If  You Can Find Me"   in another of   his  lesser known shows,  Evening Primrose:  

When you wake up with one genius less
If you can find me, I’m here
And I’m free
Free as a bird in a tree
Free as the slippers I wear
Free with a year’s warrantee
Free as air
All of these products and me
All that I ask is a chair that tilts

The Keen Company's  revival  of  Marry Me a Little,  a  chamber musical  created to  call attention to   some  of  these Sondheim  rarities    also  included this   little  gem from  "Ah, But Underneath"  from the London production of  Follies:
"She was smart, tart, dry as a martini."

A whistle blower's "Solid like a wall" support quickly collapses in "An Enemy of the People"

This  production of  An  Enemy Of  the People  moves fast, but not too fast  to catch  a  few similes. . .


The Manhattan Theatre Club's splendid, all too timely revival of  Henrik Ibsen's  whistle blower story.   When we meet  idealistic hero, Doctor  Thomas  Stockmann  he's bathed   in  support   that's   strong as a  wall--  but  talk of    taxes and  lost readership,  quickly bring  out the pragmatism in   the  liberal-minded   editor   and   his prone to compromise printer.  Their  solid like a wall support  not only  crumbles  but  turns them  into the good doctor's  enemies. 

 The embattled  Stockmann   remains determined  in his  moral stand though  and promises  not to let  the hostile  crowd at  a town meeting unsettle him, assuring his wife  "I'll be as calm as the sea." 

When  the  hostile  majority  ignores  Stockmann's  warnings  and  not only dubs him   an enemy of the people but  threatens  his safety,  he decides to  leave Norway for America.  However his optimism  is  frayed  and  he warns his wife that  "They’re probably not much better in America. The majority’s rampant there too. But at least it’s more dispersed. They’ll kill you. But they won’t torture you slowly like a cat with a bird." 

My  review of  this production is  at   Curtainup www.curtainup.com/enemyofthepeople12.html

Romney's self-inflicted wounds

My  favorite  recent  similistic  put down  of   presidential  hopeful Mitt Romney:

Throughout this campaign, he has misfired so repeatedly and phantasmagorically that his wounds make those visited upon Warren Beatty and Faye Dunaway at the end of “Bonnie and Clyde” look like paper cuts.  
 Joe Norcera  in  New York Times  September 24, 2012 editorial, "Romney and the Forbes 400"