Word: maes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...stage. After all, Edward II, by Shakespeare's contemporary Christopher Marlowe, is a masterly drama about a homosexual kind of England. In our own century, Broadway audiences were confronted with the topic during the twenties and thirties through such plays as The Captive, The Pleasure Man (by Mae West--who, we tend to forget, wrote as well as acted), The Children's Hour, The Green Bay Tree and, later, Tea and Sympathy. Prior to Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, Williams himself had invoked the subject tangentially in A Streetcar Named Desire, and would return to it more seriously three...
...Daddy's elder son, Gooper, is a greedy lawyer slavering to inherit the estate, and is married to Mae, a snotty and equally money-minded mother of an ever-expanding obnoxious brood of "no-neck monsters." The younger son, Brick, is an ex-athlete fallen into alcoholism, who refuses to become involved with anyone, including his wife Maggie. She is thus not only sexually frustrated and childless but, born into poverty, also fearful of losing the wealth into which she married. On the sidelines is the Reverend Tooker, a local clergyman adept at sniffing a fat bequest for a church...
...home, however, in the profanity of a phrase like "goddam luck." I think she represses her fighting instinct too much in the first act, and one mutters, "At last!," when she really lets go in the third. I like the idea ok having her aim her archery bow at Mae's back. I did not care at all for Barbara Bel Geddes' Maggie on Broadway; Miss Ashley's here is as impressive as I have seen...
...ever-pregnant Mae, Joan Pape has a more authentic accent than Maggie, but she is not nearly vicious and venomous enough. Charles Siebert's cigar-smoking Gooper is adequate. This couple is not up to the Madeleine Sherwood and Pat Hingle of 1955. Wyman Pendleton's Reverend Tooker is a deft sketch; and William Larsen has the unrewarding role of Doctor Baugh, who, like a messenger in Greek drama, is on hand merely as the bearer of bad tidings. The children and servants perform their bits admirably...
...probably don't know any songs you know," she shrugged, "Mr. President, anything you play, I know-however old." But when he broke into a stilted Home on the Range, she withered him with "I came here to sing a song, not to ride a horse." Finally, Pearlie Mae and President Richard Nixon harmonized. With 41 Governors and guests at the White House dinner last week, they chorused My Wild Irish Rose and God Bless America...