Word: ranting
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Excesses of spleen and puerility are seldom a playwright's assets. John Osborne, who can rant as forcefully as he rambles pointlessly, would doubtless be a bore as a mellow young man. But if he risks less anger some day, he can probably say more...
...life, sadly waters it down. Schulman belongs, in fact, to the two-faucet school of playwriting: what's not comedy is sentiment. And at the end, anything knotty or disconcerting just goes down the drain: Pop may play fast and loose, but he loves his son; Uncle may rant and roar, but he eventually writes out a check. There are amusing enough moments; Garson Kanhvs staging is brisk, and Paul Douglas' father surprisingly believable. But as a new theater form-the problem farce-A Hole in the Head falls decidedly short...
...rose hawk-nosed, Aussie-born Harry Bridges himself to rant in down-under accents against Mississippi's Senator James O. Eastland. Noting that Eastland and his Internal Security Subcommittee were westward bound and due in Honolulu soon to investigate Communist infiltration, Bridges threatened that I.L.W.U. members might leave their pineapple and sugar plantations, knock off work at the piers and meet the Subcommittee with an angry aloha...
...comedy does not reach its funniest part until the second scene, a rehearsal of Puff's masterpiece. That play, a wonderful and absurd specimen of eighteenth century tragedy at its tearful best, gives a seemingly endless series of players a chance to rant and spout amusingly grand poetry. All the cast of the play within a play cannot be mentioned, though most of them deserve to be. Particularly outstanding are Nancy Curtis, who shines as the heroine, Eric Martin, as her father, Thomas Eldridge, in the part of Lord Hatton, and John Hallowell, as Leicester...
Creatively, Marlowe matches his hero's immoderacies ; he shows a like hunger and fever, a commensurate strut and rant. But, as mounted by Director Guthrie, the play has its genuine glories, with scene after scene resembling a kind of richly lighted Delacroix canvas. And, as played by Actor Anthony Quayle, Tamburlaine has his very real magnificences, with speech after speech boasting Marlowe's leap and resonance...