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...years that Miss McKenna has been seen in this country, she has done a superlative job in two recent plays, Enid Bagnold's The Chalk Garden and Morton Wishengrad's The Rope Dancers. But she has also recreated an impressive number of classic roles. She has given us a warm Sister Juana and a wonderful Maggie Wylie; and an unmatchably transcendent Saint Joan, which may serve as a yardstick for all future performances by an actress. In Shakespeare, she has now offered us a memorable Hamlet (yes, the title role!), Viola, and Lady Macbeth. And I have not cited...
...dangers of presenting plays that no one ever presents is that you may find out that there is a very good reason for not presenting them. Twice this season Tufts Arena Theatre has made this embarrassing discovery. Their production this week, The Chalk Garden by Enid Bagnold, is a lot less esoteric than their last two shows, but it is also a much better play...
Tufts Arena Theatre (Medford): June 30-July 4, Ionesco's "The Lesson" and "Jack"; July 7-11, Goodrich and Hackett's "The Great Big Doorstep"; July 14-18, Glasgow's "Allison's House"; July 21-25, Bagnold's "The Chalk Garden"; July 28-August 1, Ugo Betti's "The Burnt Flowerbed"; August 4-8, Giraudoux' "The Enchanted...
Playwright Enid Bagnold has built her comedy on subtle dialogue and bizarre characterizations. Since she seems to believe that the soul of wit is not brevity but irrelevancy, there are some moments--especially in the first act--when the sudden monologues about plants and fertilizers make the play formless and uninteresting. But once the characterizations are well established, the playwright manages to maintain a tight, logical consistency between the fanciful lines and the equally volatile people who utter them...
Most works with any real distinction possessed foreign blood. The season's most creative new play was British Writer Enid Bagnold's witty, elegantly savage The Chalk Garden. Even more finely tempered was Tiger at the Gates, Jean Giraudoux's humanely ironic lament for the Trojan and all subsequent wars. Audiences might argue whether Samuel Beckett's puzzling, plotless Waiting for Godot was profound art or a mere philosophic quiz show; less arguable was the neatness of its writing, the desolation of its mood. In Lillian Hellman's sharp adaptation, Jean Anouilh...