Word: laughter
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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After putting on a play with a considerable amount of delicate charm, the Boston Stock Company pursues this week a higher and more widely popular vein, "Rolling Home" is just another comedy that will make people laugh if they are in the right mood for laughter, and will bore them if they are feeling tired. Such things as "Rolling Home" are written because most audiences crave amusement--they want to do their weeping somewhere else...
...lesser way real dramatic art is curtailed by the silly audience, which goes to laugh and giggle through a tragedy. When earnest efforts meet with gales of laughter, and actor's soul curls up inside him. He learns to speak his lines; not live them. Real beauty on the stage cannot exist without deep, silent appreciation in the audience, which reaches across the foot-lights to the players, helping them on. A rustling, noisy audience, whispering, coming in late, going out early, is a purely American creation and hardly one to boast of. In Europe the drama meets with greater...
...this pantomime by Michel Carre, to the music of Andre Wormser. Through three acts which deal with the fragile adventures of poor Pierrot who runs away with one Phrynette, returns home in tears, no player speaks a word. Miss Taylor's face is a painted mask of eternal, baffled laughter, of moon-blanched sorrow; her gestures are eloquent, her insight unfailing. George Copeland, famed pianist, upholds the glittering pattern of gesture with subtle rhythms...
...often much deeper than we think," the gallant Major considers, among other trivia: Midnight Revels (at home and abroad), Legal Cruelty (English courts), Universal Uncles (radiorators), A Rest Cure (English billiards), Graven Images (Madame Tussaud's famed waxworks), Royal and Antient (droll golf talk), The Springs of Laughter (Musical comedy). The vein employed is gentle satire of patent absurdities. Manners are mildly abused; the reader mildly amused. The soundings of the shallow end remain about as charted...
...more of it in the crook of his little finger than any other Shamrock wearer I have ever met has in his whole carcass. Small, wiry, with an effort almost of crookedness in the bend of his walk, with a face crinkled and traced by the ways of much laughter, he is constantly making his little jokes. Something of the mystic, something of the comedian and a little of the clown, he looks at life with great enthusiasm and tempers that enthusiasm with a wit that is at once tender and ironical...