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Kind Sir (by Norman Krasna) reached Broadway to a fanfare of trumpets, with $750,000 in advance sales already in the till. A Joshua Logan production starring Charles Boyer and (in her first nonsinging role) Mary Martin, its opulent costumes and decor half suggest that Miss Martin is still playing musicomedy. The whole thing may well prove the greatest letdown of the season; it is a sumptuous bore and a gilded vacuum...
...play is not an ordinary romantic trifle, but a sophisticated one-a Boyer Meets Girl. Its love-making is the kind that puts the couch before the altar, with Actress Martin as an unmarried stage star, and Boyer a State Department charmer who pretends to be married so that no lady he woos can ever expect him to marry her. In due time, Miss Martin finds out that the deceiver is a bachelor, attempts revenge and, of course, achieves matrimony...
...witty. Moreover, the production-instead of obeying the rule for froth, and moving as fast and lightly as possible-is all in regal slow-motion, like a Coronation rehearsal. Actress Martin cannot fail to be personally engaging, but her portentous pauses and rather statuesque poses are a mistake. Boyer's role allows an excellent actor no chance to act, and he can only exert a matinee-idol charm. Except to watch its two stars at far from their best, there can be no reason to see Kind...
...Though not yet in rehearsal, Joshua Logan's production of Norman Krasna's Kind Sir is tabbed as a likely hit on the strength of its costars, Mary Martin and Charles Boyer. A comedy-romance about an actress and a State Department official, Kind Sir is due on Broadway in December, is already sold out to theater parties for the first three months...
Rural Reactionary. French nightclub singers, much easier to remember than French premiers, are possibly better guides to their country's history. There was Lucienne Boyer, who had her heyday in the uncertain years between the wars, a trim but still sizable singer who put across Parlez-Moi d'Amour as if Paris and amour had not changed since the golden nineties (although one line in the song admitted: "Actually, I don't believe any of it"). Then came Edith Piaf, so thin that she was barely visible through the nightclub smoke, with an occasional sentimental number...