Word: laughs
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Dates: during 1910-1919
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...into a sentimental channel with ardent wooing on board a steamer bound for Bermuda. Of course when we are in December sanity we would not stand for such stuff, but right now when the very essence of June is within us, we can go to Ye Wilbur and laugh heartily or sigh and pray to some god to put us on that steamer. The ankle in question is at all times lovely, and it is the most prominent part of the rather confused plot, for by the treatment of a sprain suffered by this same ankle, a poor but attractive...
...might laugh, for the world has turned so very topsy-turvy, and the badges of last year seem so idle now. But we may believe that before another spring has come again there will be some among those who now wear the unadorned service cap, that will be worthy of the cross of honor, and these, our young men who have striven so earnestly for success in athletics or managerships or papers, will be honored for the accomplishment of more unselfish service, and the fulfillment of deeds better done...
...gifted with a not-too-complicated sense of humor, there might be enough to stir the ready laugh in the sight of a group of men on the ground jumping up, running forward a few steps, and then making a head-on dive to the ground again, ploughing through the cinders or the mire...
...Wilbur Theatre, have spread the material at hand through three acts of more or less questionable uproariousness. Success of farce is due largely to the rapidity with which the thing moves, and certainly two or three big scenes, no matter how ludicrous, are not sufficient to keep a laugh-hungry audience busy for a full evening. This deficiency has evidently been noticed by the sponsors of the play, so they have sought to hide it under a copiousness of suggestive references, which brings howls from a student audience, but hardly compensate even Mr. Broad-Minded Listener. He smiles, of course...
...will approximate. But never do we realize just how far their derision will go until we read something of the nature of Mr. Carpenter's effort. This much we may say: The most of it is such arrant and superficial satire as to lose its sting. We can even laugh about it--especially the poor ignorant Westerner's difficulties with the Boston transit system, and the supposedly cutting remarks on Cambridge weather. Who, indeed, will go so far as to take exception at the latter? And, by the way, the supposed "sop" he throws out to our outraged feelings...