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Popsy (by Fred Herendeen, produced by Theodore Hammerstein & Denis Du-For) depicted an aging mathematics pro fessor whose dream of retiring was temporarily balked by his daughters' marital troubles. Critic Brooks Atkinson (New York Times} :;"... one of the worst plays ever written. Man and boy, this column has not looked at its like since the days of Boudoir." Broadway audiences continually wonder how so many flops get produced. One reason: even the best producers make mistakes. Another was suggested fortnight ago in Variety, by Producer Oscar Serlin (of the hit comedy Life With Father). He took a lusty...
...Come Home to Roost," an American Comedy by Fred Herendeen, is principally another way for the playgoer to fritter away an evening until the season settles down to being serious. In spite of the resuscitation of some very old jokes, the evening will be pleasantly enough spent, with an almost perpetual grin occasionally erupting into a laugh. But that's about all to expect...
...husband because he never took her to the movies, but instead made very disagreeable stinks with his chemicals. She goes back to him when she learns that he is through with the smelly part of his work, and is about to go to France to make perfume. Perhaps Mr. Herendeen has his tongue in his cheek about that daughter, but he is dead serious about the next one. Her troubles are not chemical, but biological. She couldn't give her husband a baby, so decided to give him a chance with somebody else. His not wanting that chance didn...
...King's Horses (book & lyrics by Frederick Herendeen; music by Edward A. Horan; Harry L. Cort and Charles H. Abramson, producers). For this season's few musical shows in Manhattan† this studiously unoriginal little opus afforded company rather than competition. The story is labeled: "A Royal Escapade in a Little European Kingdom. . . . Let Us Call It Langenstein." The music is cacophonous except for "I Found a Song" which decorative Nancy McCord and spry little Guy Robertson spend most of their time singing. For humor Librettist Herendeen has relied heavily on the outlandish sound of U. S. slang...
Long before the spider has been assassinated with a gas bomb the mystery of The Web has been punctured by several large, jagged holes and the cast, following pointed suggestions from the audience, has decided to make the rest as funny as possible. As Playwright Herendeen probably told himself when he wrote it, there is no reason why The Web should not do well as a cinema...