Forgotten Shows of My Nonage #79: Shields and Yarnell
Is there any sentiment quite so universal as the American detestation of mimes? I don’t mean Hollywood comedians like Charlie Chaplin, Harpo Marx or Buster Keaton, of course. People love them. I mean the artsy, Parisian, busking variety who “walk against the wind” and “scream inside a shrinking box” and “tug invisible ropes”. No audience member […]