Word: broadway
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Family Circle (weekdays 3 p.m., ABC) is a collection of songs, verse, interviews and chatter, propelled through the wasteland of daytime radio by a glib and determinedly jolly M.C. named Walter Kiernan. Typical guest: Actress Sarah Churchill, who was allowed to tell the plot of her current Broadway show, Gramercy Ghost. In exchange, Kiernan asked how her father, Winston Churchill, felt about her becoming an actress ("he thought it was a whim...
Pearl, 31, now varies her nightclub routine with teaching (and working at Columbia University on her Ph. D. thesis in anthropology, to be published by Mac-millan). She would like to do a whole "dance-play," has hopes of getting such a play produced on Broadway next year. With "actors trained by me," she would try to accomplish a threefold ambition: "To speak as an individual, to portray the spirit of Africa, and to do it through the African dance idiom...
...Lemon Drop Kid. Bob Hope uses a Damon Runyon story as an incidental prop in a wild, gagged-up farce of race track touts and Broadway con games (TIME, April...
Bird-Watcher Atkinson is better known for other distinctions. As the influential theater critic of the New York Times, he has as much to do with a Broadway play's success or failure as any living man. He has been a foreign correspondent in China, won the Pulitzer Prize in 1947 for his dispatches from Moscow. But like one of his own intellectual heroes, Henry Thoreau, Atkinson is happiest close to nature or working with his hands. Ask his religion and he answers: "Transcendentalist...
Trust Mark Twain. Atkinson writes about the theater with a level eye and uncommon candor: "Basically, the Broadway theater is not an art, but an unsuccessful form of high-pressure huckstering ... It is not developing playwrights, actors or directors. It is doing the best it can to commit suicide." And on Broadway first-nighters: "They bring nothing into the theater except shallow, distracted minds and tired emotions . . . they have nothing to give. They are the unburied dead, brushed, combed, richly dressed, and expensively embalmed...