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...verdict was handed down in 1914 after a literary mock trial at which Gilbert Keith Chesterton was judge, George Bernard Shaw a juror. A notable dissident, however, is Stephen Leacock. This humorist and McGill University economist believes that for Drood to be murdered is too obviously unmysterious. According to Dickensian Leacock, Drood managed to escape a murderous assault by Jasper, but the choirmaster, in an opium dream, fancied he was accomplishing the murder nonetheless. Drood disappeared, bided his time, finally confronted Jasper who broke down, confessed. Mr. Leacock points out that this solution would have permitted Dickens a happy ending...
...ending concocted for Universal by four scenarists including John L. Balderston (Berkeley Square) is somewhat obvious, the picture is nevertheless thoroughly entertaining, full of Mid-Victorian atmosphere, good acting, and Dickensian makeup. (The cast used 2,200 lb. of grease paint and false hair.) Startling shot: Jasper and Durdles being stoned by an urchin named Deputy who squeals: Winnie-winnie...
...guest who was always getting the head of King Charles I into his writings; Dora (Maureen O'Sullivan) who uses the account book for sketching and whose spaniel lives in a pagoda; Agnes (Madge Evans), whom David marries when Dora dies-all these and a dozen other great Dickensian characters live and move and have their being in this picture. Best of the lot, though, is Mr. Micawber, played by W. C. Fields, red-nosed, dazzled, grandiloquent and undespairing. It is Micawber, hounded by creditors but never for an instant quailing at their squalid naggings, who first protects young...
...GREATEST PAGES OF CHARLES DICKENS?Stephen Leacock?Doubleday, Doran ($2.50). Chronological anthology arranged by an avid Dickensian for other Dickensians...
...Johnson and Newton Baker. His particular interest was judicial reform. He affects 19th Century attire and speech, wears old-fashioned stiff collars, voluminous cravats, striped trousers, heavy black coats. His round, Pickwickian cheeks dimple with smiles and he trains his frizzy grey hair to stand out in Dickensian tufts at the sides of his bald head. But his tongue is his greatest member. Trial juries melt before him. At Prague three years ago he reduced 7,000 Czechoslovakians to tears. On the platform he grows warmly evangelical about anything from the psychology of prison reform to the beauties of rare...