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...million -that's money, a figure that commands respect from coast to coast, or more precisely, from the Burbank studios to Manhattan's Network Row. It also happens to be the amount that Procter & Gamble spent on TV advertising last year. So when P & G Chairman Owen Butler spoke out last week about what the nation's No. 1 TV advertiser thought of television, he found an interested if hardly enthusiastic audience among broadcasters. His message: P & G is listening to the critics from the New Right who complain about sex and violence on prime time...
...elegantly impoverished daughter of Renishaw lived in unfashionable Bayswater. Her literary teas Evelyn Waugh summed up tersely as "stale buns and no chairs." Yet what names eagerly scrambled up the dingy stairs to knock on her "nasty green door." T.S. Eliot, Ravel, Diaghilev, E.M. Forster, Virginia Woolf, William Butler Yeats were among the Olympians one might have met at the Sitwells' salons...
...WHAT THE BUTLER SAW marks the resurrection of the Lowell House Drama Society after a hiatus of more than three years; and if this production is indicative of its future. Harvard can look forward to many enjoyable seasons...
When Joe Orton was bludgeoned to death in 1967, he left only four plays--his aborted legacy to black comedy. What the Butler Saw is the sharpest and most direct attack on modern society. With What the Butler Saw. Orton tried to revive the social satire and black comedy style of Restoration Comedy and early silent movies. The current Lowell House production more than does justice to what Orton hoped to achieve...
Keep in mind that the aforementioned nonsense consumes all of about seven minutes, and the pace never lets up. The plot becomes increasingly intricate, demanding several rapid costume changes. But for all its potential for--and occasional use of--slap stick, What the Butler Saw becomes a fascinating Black Comedy. Joe Orton takes a grim view of the psychiatric wall-paper we all use to cover our infirmities and our sins. With a uniformly excellent cast, the play transcends its tenor of cocktail-party chatter...