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Pausing briefly in Manhattan, Character Actor Charles Laughton explained why he was touring the country in one-night stands, giving two-hour readings of the Bible, Shakespeare, Dickens, Lincoln, Thomas Wolfe and James Thurber to enraptured audiences: "Where else could I get a job that enables me to play all of the roles? . . . Reading out loud is a friendly thing to do, don't you think? It's like a hot toddy or a warm glass of milk before bed. It brings everyone together as though they were rubbing their hands before a fire...
...Weidman's version of James Thurber's Fables for Our Time, which proved as witty as it had at first showing at Jacob's Pillow, near Lee, Mass., two years ago (TIME, July 28, 1947). As the man who comes upon a unicorn in his garden, as a chipmunk and as The Owl Who Was God, rubber-faced Dancer Weidman proved himself just about the master mime and top funny man of modern dance. ¶Sophie Maslow's Festival, an excerpt from an unfinished work called The Village I Knew, based on the folk tales...
...years on radio, Easy Aces won some fanatically enthusiastic fans (including Comic Fred Allen and Humorist James Thurber), but it never climbed into the Hooperating Top Ten or struck most network executives as hilariously funny. When Goodman Ace, 50, was fired two years ago by CBS, a sympathetic vice president tried to soften the blow by saying : "I'll tell you a secret-we haven't got a man who understands comedy." Ace replied: "I'll tell you a secret-that's no secret...
...Eighth Day hard and long enough is apt to wonder whether it is he or the artist who is in need of a session on the confessional couch. Dean, a successful commercial artist and nephew of revolutionary Sculptor Jacob Epstein, has some of the humor of a Thurber or a Steig: but he is not trying to be funny. This is his third book of drawings (the others: It's a Long Way to Heaven, What Am I Doing Here?), all owed to the remorseless probings of Drs. Freud and Jung. Like the others, it is a grim search...
Racing against a November deadline on a play about The New Yorker magazine that he started writing nine years ago, Humorist James Thurber was "midway through the second act for the 28th time" when he got some news: another producer was putting on another playwright's comedy about the same magazine...