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...this level, Playwright Myrna Lamb casts one ambiguous vote for hanky-panky. On the Brechtian Greek chorus song-and-dance level she casts one unambiguous vote for women's freedom. The chorus delineates the roles into which women have presumably been thrust and demeaned-cook, clerk, wife, mother and sexual plaything...
...necessary to agree with the agitprop to discern in Playwright Lamb a deft lyricist with barbed wit and a no-nonsense lucidity about contemporary man-woman relationships. Papp moves an able cast around with fluent precision; as the other woman, April Shawhan is certainly one of the loveliest warriors who ever enlisted in the battle of the sexes...
...brief career, the only grief that British Playwright Joe Orton ever visited on anyone in the theater was his untimely death at the age of 34. Orton gleefully beat sacred cows on their way to the last roundup (Entertaining Mr. Shane; TIME, Oct. 22, 1965). He was a black-comedy farceur who could dance on a coffin and spit in the corpse's eye (Loot; TIME, March 29, 1968). It has been said that "a joke is a scream for help." In Orton's mouth, a joke was an urbane substitute for murder. He was a wild Wilde...
...zaniest play he wrote is now on view off Broadway. What the Butler Saw is basically a Feydeauan farce. Like the great French playwright, Orton recognized that a closed door is funnier, and maybe even more erotic, than an open bed. Orton, like Feydeau, understood that logic carried to its logical conclusion is madness...
...charitable popular assumption seems to be that this chap once tacked up scenery in summer stock, or directed a college play, or was summarily reassigned from the sports section of his publication during an acute journalistic drought. The less charitable view is that the fellow is a failed playwright who plumps into his opening-night seat on the aisle palsied with envy and gurgling with bile. Percy Hammond, a formidable drama critic of vinegary wit, once gave a simpler answer: "Because I get paid...