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George A. Weller '29 is the oldest Crimson editor with a Pulitzer. While an undergraduate, Weller divided his time between being Editorial Chairman and his life as thespian. After graduation the stage called and Weller enrolled in the Max Reinhardt School in Vienna, and later became an actor in the Max Reinhardt Theater...
...Vienna though, Weller once again began to feel the pull of the press and he fell into the circle of foreign correspondents who spent their nights in the city's cafes. It wasn't long before Weller gave up the stage and began to roam the Balkans as a freelance writer...
When World War II broke out. Weller signed on with the Chicago Daily News and was assigned to cover the Pacific campaign. Weller wrote his dispatches with a real flair for drama; his reports were filled with vivid detail and infused with a sense of immediacy. A tile he titled "I'm still in there Pitching" and datelined "Somewhere in Australia" in which be reconstructed a life-saving operation by pharmacist's mate in a submarine under enemy waters, won him the 1943 Pulitzer Prize for Reporting. It's a tribute to Weller's dramatic flair that his story...
...pages of The New Yorker not so many years ago). If you ever went crazy for the Marx Brothers, memorized Soupy Sales routines, religiously watched I Love Lucy and Rocky and his Friends, fell in love with Holly Golightly, you have an instinctive feel for the form. But Weller's not only concerned with the surface jests. They're there to be enjoyed ("Hey, you decided what ya gonna do when you get out of college?" "I'm gonna be a homosexual."), but Weller's more concerned with exposing the evasions of commitment on which the put-on breeds...
Moonchildren is not a faultless play. In structure, it is almost too arbitrary and low-key. But Weller possesses an uncanny ear--just as Catcher in the Rye has become the high schooler's bible of enforced adolescence, Moonchildren could easily become the standard account of our generation's own delayed adulthood. Brandeis is to be commended for mounting a production so promptly, so expertly. (Moonchildren originated at Washington's Arena Stage last fall and then died in February after two weeks on Broadway.) A few members of Peter Sander's cast are a bit too old to make convincing...