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Before someone else asks General Stilwell "Who was that lady I seen you with in TIME?" (Nov. 27), let me advise your august editors and your hordes of researchers that that lady is not, as you say, Mrs. Stilwell, but the very charming mother of Murray Fay, photographer for the San Francisco Call-Bulletin, who took the pictures of the General at his Carmel home...
...undiscovered wit in the country") has written some immensely funny lines, and in Elwood has created a very special character-droll, daffy, warmhearted, touching. It is also partly delightful because Elwood, who on a stage could easily become incredible or dismaying, is played to perfection by veteran Vaudevillian Frank Fay (as is Elwood's harassed sister by Josephine Hull). Fay not only makes Elwood a fine fellow when he is riding high; he makes him an even finer one when, in a tricky scene where mood is everything, he quietly talks to a psychiatrist about himself and Harvey...
...Harvey 47-year-old Frank Fay is playing his first straight Broadway role since he was a kid. As he sees it, he is playing entirely against himself: "There isn't a single Fay line in the whole part." But the performer with the large, tired face and the vague blue eyes is at least as distinctive as Elwood-and perhaps as quirky...
...great vaudevillians and conceivably the greatest master of ceremonies of his day, Fay shows not a trace of breeziness, brassiness or smut. His manner is almost prim, his delivery slow, his material largely pointless. For one drawled gag like "Had a date with a newspaperwoman the other night-yes, she keeps a stand," there are a dozen droll nothings that are triumphs of timing and intonation...
...Fay is a quiet, moody, self-conscious man whose wit is armor as well as ammunition. He is crotchety about his age; to somebody who asked where he was born, and when, he quipped: "I was born in San Francisco-and I don't blame you for trying." He is facetious about his youth...