Word: plutocratism
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...warmer weather which will later hatch out the summer's setting of girl-shows and revues. Manhattan critics began to take stock of the past season. Subtracting the six that quit last week (Journey's End, Berkeley Square, International Revue, A Month in the Country, The Plutocrat, Subway Express), 32 shows remained on Broadway, seven less than were running at the same time last year. In retrospect, some unique features of the past season could be noted...
...Plutocrat was originally a novel in which Booth Tarkington rather effectually rebutted Sinclair Lewis's Babbitt by describing the world travels of an Omaha porkpacker who, for all his bluster and gaucherie, was admirable rather than asinine. His virtues were particularly apparent by contrast with those of an epicine playwright whom he encountered on the way. In dramatizing the story, Arthur Goodrich has entirely neglected this central theme, has treated all the characters broadly and achieved a completely banal degree of farce. The performance by Charles Douville Coburn, Ivah Wills Coburn and their supporting cast is, at best, foolish...
Less important than Babbitt or Arrowsmith, kinder and more accurate than Elmer Gantry, Dodsworth is as shrewd a piece of reporting as any of the earlier volumes. No scoop, it has a pale prelude in Tarkington's Plutocrat, but Dodsworth is the exhaustive definitive edition...
Whom, for example, would a very wealthy and impudent plutocrat of Milwaukee ask to paint his features, should he want this done? He would ask Sir William Orpen, Sir John Lavery, Augustus E. John, or Ignacio Zuloaga: these, with a few others of less consequence, from a small group whose prices, higher than those of other portrait painters, average about $10,000.* Had the plutocrat desired last week to have his portrait painted, he would, if alert, have sent a cable to Augustus John for Painter John, after a frantic scurrying departure...
...picture packers, illustrators-everyone who had anything to do with "art"-declared a 24-hour strike to indicate their horror at so grotesque a vandalism. Grandly and sheepishly, Lord Leverhulme offered a public apology. The incident did not improve Painter John's opinion of soap manufacturers; had the plutocrat who addressed a request to him last week been such a one, Augustus John would doubtless have roared as he tore the message into shreds...