He began as a cinematographer, not a director. By not staying in his caste, he offended the sensibilities that dole out meaningless prizes like Academy Awards. When was the last time anyone mentioned Roeg for commercial merit on the basis of his directoral work?” Slayton was capable of reciting the speech in his sleep. He had tried to mix, but as usual wound up dominating the group of five or six younger Washington socialites. The males were eventually reduced to nodding importantly in counterpoint to Slayton’s lucid dissections of the states of the various arts. The women, clutching their arms, gradually became more and more starry-eyed as Slayton spoke. The worst he had to deal with was an impulsive conversational attack by one impudent lad who, when nailed down, thought baroque and rococo were the same styles. It was incredibly dull and time-wasting for Slayton. The progress he was making had nothing to do with the talk that issued so mechanically from his mouth and held the Washington coeds and senator’s daughters so hypnotically.
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