Word: joyful
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Hackett have turned out some clever lines, and there's more than a little beauty in some of the Commodore's eye-raising views on life in the bayous. But they had little to start out with, in the form of material, and wound up with still less. Joy Geffen and Jeanne Perkins Smith, as the two Crochet daughters, and Jack Manning at the son, are effective and almost believable. But the play as a whole is a loss; it tries hard to be slight and unpretentious, and succeeds so well that for all practical purposes it might just...
...broke, or something like that. In all this bhe is aided by a pair of sadistic old wenches, presumably his wife and mother, who, in addition to stepping all over our idiot's face--by now a popular indoor sport--seem to take immense joy in pushing young girls into bedrooms with strong men. They're lovable...
...Vinegar Tree" has turned out sour on its opening night. The shortcomings, however, are easily correctable with little effort. Shifting a spotlight six inches to one side, a rearrangement of properties and one or two simple cast shakeups can save a clever comedy. With those few alterations, Joy Street's second presentation of the year will be well worth attending...
Three young women rescue the evening on Joy Street. Catherine Whitfield, as the chatterboxy but clever Penny, cops the laurels. Her portrayal of an intelligent woman acting dumb is convincing where it could easily be fatiguing. The part of the other woman in her husband's life was assigned to pert and pretty Carol Wheeler, whose relaxed competence belies the alleged nervousness of amateur actresses. Helen Sanderson, as another other woman, trips several times in the first act, but recovers her poise before the damage becomes irreparable. The men are weak spots in the performance, except for John Rand...
...Often I have wished that when my life, like the rose in the vase, reaches its drooping state and I come to the last page of my Book of Life, I may illuminate my page also with golden letters of my joy and contentment that I have lived. The figure of the saint which stands next to the book casts the evening shadow over the last page-my guardian spirit through the coming long night...