Word: strindbergism
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Arsenic and Old Lace (by Joseph Kesselring, produced by Howard Lindsay & Russel Crouse) is absolutely top farce. A violently funny and batty murder play, it might be described, in the words of one of the cast, as what could be expected "if Strindberg had written Hellzapoppin...
...this austere, astute, self-styled "captain" in Christ's army, many pious biographies have been written. Published this week is Soldier of the Church,* first attempt to bring Ignatius Loyola to life for ordinary readers. Its author, Ludwig Marcuse, is a German-Jewish exile, biographer of Heine and Strindberg. His viewpoint: a middle course between Catholic orthodoxy and non-Catholic skepticism...
...Bridal Crown (by Johan August Strindberg; produced by Experimental Theatre, Inc.). A group of actors "making their first public appearance on any stage" dove headfirst last week into the swirling torrent of half-mad Swedish genius. A thrice-married woman-hater of violent emotions, Playwright Strindberg (1849-1912) left off hating in The Bridal Crown to dramatize a spooky legend of guilt and redemption. Kersti (Aurora Bonney) trades her illegitimate baby to a witch in return for the crown which only virgins may wear at their wedding. After the wedding, the crown falls into a mill race and the search...
Inferior to Strindberg's The Father and Lady Julia, The Bridal Crown needs miraculously controlled acting to stay within bounds. Except for Aurora Bonney, the cast snubbed all current theories of acting, kept declaiming as from the scaffold, made a stage whisper sound like a call to arms...
...great composer was merely by stating that he was "an Englishman who writes verse." This was enough and he was soon entertained by the hospitality of Sibelius and his wife. Of the composer's appearance he says only a word: "His head was impressive; the mass of Strindberg's without the madness." The interview was typical of the author. He was not, like Boswell, "out with his notebook and pencil as soon as the car left the gate." In his own words, he says, "To me it all seems to have passed in a dream, ending with a stirrup...