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Died. Lord Mowbray, 69, England's Premier Baron (his title, the country's oldest, dates back to 1283), who in 1962 invoked the rarely exercised peer's immunity to prevent his estranged wife from having him jailed for refusing to return her family heirlooms (a silver matchbox, two trays, two bowls, three swords and a wig); after a long illness; m Harrogate, Yorkshire...
...according to legend by order of their uncle, who afterwards reigned as Richard III. Many historians believe that it was not Richard "Crouchback," but England's next ruler, Henry VII, who murdered the princes; yet no one knew what had become of York's bride, Anne Mowbray. Last week the London Museum announced that her tiny coffin had been discovered on the site of a medieval nunnery near Westminster, where she died, apparently of natural causes, in 1481 at the age of eight...
Even the best efforts of a fine cast fail to transform the criticially poor script. Miss De Carlo is nice to look at, but seems as silly as her lines. Alan Mowbray, who plays her father, is so bored he's boring. And Irving Jacobson, a strange combination of Eddie Cantor and Mr. Magoo, as Mr. Foreman, is as cliched a first generation imigrant as you'll ever want...
...exotic ambition that sends flutters of horror through the hearts of Papa (Marty Greene) and Mama (Sylvia Sidney), who want him to be a druggist. His perils and pratfalls as he develops his dubious talents in a flea-bitten acting school run by a haughty, boozed-up impresario (Alan Mowbray) and his daughter (Vivian Elaine) make for broad, boisterous fun. With his syrupy delivery, chipmunk facial grimaces and gift for lighting his own finger instead of the leading lady's cigarette. Arkin is a clownish glossary of theatrical ineptitude. Making his debut, he catapults onstage and swallows his voice...
When the play opens at high pitch with a big confrontation scene between Bolingbroke and Mowbray, Basehart admirably conveys how ill-suited Richard is to be king: he slouches in his chair, popping grapes down his gullet and chatting with retainers, while paying scant attention to the dispute he is supposed to adjudicate...