They're a good bunch at droll one-liners and putdowns, with Stewart speaking only in hyperbole, while Wang's corkers include psychoanalysing characters in The Great Gatsby.
She is endearingly open about her vulnerabilities, superstitions, love tangles and defeats and is adept at droll asides ("The most direct result of reading Gone With the Wind again is that I have become more assiduous about using hand cream"), which makes it hard to believe she reads quite as literally as she claims to do.
This kind of scene is familiar enough — from Woody Allen and "Portnoy's Complaint" and "The Sopranos," and maybe from real life as well — that seeing a primitive incarnation is at once droll and curiously exciting.
At a droll hour and a half, "Almost an Evening," which opened on Tuesday night in an Atlantic Theater Company production, whets the appetite for more substantial undertakings, like dinner after the show.
He sang plain and square-cut, "Brandy's brandy, any way you mix it, a Texian's a Texian any way you fix it," and the listeners laughed at the droll way he rolled out "fix it," the words surely meaning castration.
Just look at the droll people that leaders in Britain, Germany and Israel have invited into their cabinets.If you are compelled by law or the electorate to rule alone, then the answer could be drone attacks, as with so many policy problems these days.
Snoop Dogg, at his drollest, plays the pilot, Captain Mack, fresh out of prison, with his sneaky sideways smile and slit-eyed glances mocking everything in sight.
The row of five characters that greets them at left is droll.
But in the quarter-century since its abortive debut, the play has quietly asserted itself as one of Mr Friel's finest works, an intricate theatrical puzzle that is at once a droll if ultimately shocking story and a wounding meditation on the nature of art.Mr Fiennes is first glimpsed in dimly lit profile, a shadowy presence with an even more elusive tale to tell.
He's quite droll at it, and so are Sanyal, Harrison and Roscioli, who have the charm, intelligence, pathos, dexterity and sex appeal required.
After a run in 1998 downtown at P.S. 122 and a current run uptown at Lincoln Center, Mr. Gray's droll new monologue will head to the Union Square Theater, where it will reside on Sunday and Monday nights.
