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The Dramatic World.
methods; so have Cabarets. The insinnating
THE WEEK’S PREMIERES
art of Munich Minstrels should be left alone;#t
is spoilt in forced transposition. Fortunately
Gertrude Rolffs and Anton Dressler in one
By J. T. GREIN.
true German Song,“Ich und Du, vindicated
their reputation. The rest was sadly
grotesque.
II.
(1) AMBASSADORS:A Daughter of
There is much talent in" Between Sunset
France.!
and Dawn,“ by Hermon Ould. He has, with
By Pierre Berton and Constance Elizabeth
Hauptmann, Gorki, and the younger French
Maud. Tuesday, October 21.
school, the knack of depieting the lower depth
with swift and simple strokes. The interior
of the doss-house is-admirable. The mother
Pierre Berton is dead. I am almost glad of
and the son, who take in the guests, wrangle
this sadness, for after all he had made some
about business in rough language, yet there
name as a dramatist. He wrote“ Zaza' and
is rugged affection; the lodgers who come in
" La Belle Marseillaise.“
Query: What was
A
bring sadnees, plaints, grim jests, accordliig
his share in this lamentable enfantillage of“
to purse and mood. Then enters a brow-beaten
Daughter of France'? It is eaid that he con¬
little woman, the ill-used wife of one of the
structed the play and that his collaborator
doss-house keeuer’s friends. She appeals to
wrote the dialogue. The latter part of the pro
his mind and his senses. Not once in lis
position is credible; the other an infringe¬
thirty years of life had he understood the
ment of de mortuis nihil nist bonum. Such
meaning of woman. He wants her. He hides
jerry-building has rarely been seen on our
her when the sodden husband comes to claim
modern stage. Every climax is obtained by
her. He knocks him down, throws him out.
the ancient order of“ overhearing,’ every new
He proposes flight and cohabitation to the
situation by an ombrace of the long arm. 1
wife. But women of darker London worship
might almost tell vou the story in the form
violence; they return arms for a fist. She
of a conundrum.“ What happens when to a
goes back; she tries to coax her drunken
Scottish home of antediluvian stodginess the
lord; he threatens to fling the lamp at her
laird brings a Parisian bride, with hat-boxes,
and then she slouches again to the doss-house
a pert maid, short skirts, open-worked stock¬
like a whipped dog, ready for e new, life.
inge and kisses for evervbody, including her
“ Did yon tell 'im about us?“ asks the new
There will be shocks for the
littlo dog?
lover.
She wavers, than prevaricates.
family, a little boredom for the young wife,
What?“ and a strange thing happens—the
and, of course, a young clansman tempted in
beast is roused in man-che sees red—he em¬
the land of bare rocks and wistful lochs bythe
braces her and plunges a knife inte her back.
Parisian lady, as Saint Anthony was in his
It is a manifestation of erotomania, accentu¬
cloistere. In a Freuch play there weuld then
ated by Sadism. A distressing exhibition on
be—well, von know, ça va sans dire—in the
the stage. Ascene unfit to be scen and heard.
English play there is merely a chaste kise
Very clever—alas, very human, too, but in¬
espied hy the mother-in-law of the Xantippie¬
comprehensible to the bulk of the audience,
gender which leads to two acts of trouble. One
better that it should remain ununderstood. It
day, in the garden, when the husband was away
is bevond the province of art. It belongs to
on business, the young man buret out:
the Clinique—or the book of learning. Nor
" Jeanne, I am going away; I have joined the
should it be compared with“ Ghosts''; there
aeroplanes; it is all for love of you.'' And
is no ethical groundwork in it—merely the
Jeanne:“ You are a naughty boy, Tcan't listen
revelation of a terriblessecret in the human
to you. I am going to have a baby, so don't
cupboard. The acting in three instances was
worry me, but if you will be good and think
perfect: Mr. Norman MeKinnel once more
of me we will always be friends,“ and pif—
condemned to portrav aberration, terribly
paf—pouf! in a French impulsive way, there
realistie; liss Adu King, a live figure of
16 a kiss on his lips and a ceinture of arms
netherworlet self-eufficieney and woeful
around her waist. Enter the mother-in-law:
humour; Mr. Edmond Breon, the image of tbe
47
I am going to tell master! I am going to
man whom we see Monday after Monday in
tell mäster.?' And she did. Then there were
the Marvlebone dock for having exacted wifely
awful ructions, but ehe said nothing to her
*love, honour, and obedience“ on Sabbath¬
husband of her child; she went away, he after
eve when alcohol reigns supreme. Miss May
her; they played hide and seek like children
Blavnev rightly outlined the unfortunate wife
until #ive years had elapsed. By that time
in the first scene. Anon she so swallowed her
her little son looked as if he had reached the
words as to becoma inaudible and played to
age of ten, and she lived incognito on the Isle
the audience instead of her partners. She
of Skye almost in full view of the laird’s
used to be artless; ehe has become artificial.
castle. No wonder that at last he found her.
And thus ended much ade about the little kies
III.
of a little Parisienne. It belongs tothe kinder¬
* Then came the world-famed Green
garten of our drama, and the least criticised
Cockatoo, which has spent some ten vears in
the soonest forgotten. Let us assume in
crossing the Channel. Will people understand
charity that the first night took place thirty
it, thie grandly fantastic caricature of Paris
years ago, and that in our imagination the
before the Place de la Grève became a by¬
march of time and progress had come to a
word! Then, as now, the aristocracy loved
standstill.
excursions into the lower depths, or what is
There is hardly anything to be said about
represented as Bohemia. But now there is no
the acting. Mine. Yavorska’s time and ener¬
danger to descend, at Montmartre, into
gies were wasted; the humorous part of the
botfes where opprobrious names üre
French character scarcely suited her; in the
cherished manner of welcome. But in 1789,
more serious scenes she played with ardour
on that July 14 when the people rose as if by
and now and again a touch of real feeling. Miss
magie to storm the Bastille, there was a
Joan Pereira was amusing as a verv outspoken
danger for the counts and the dukes to enjoy
rural French maid. The old Scotch mother of
in the wine cellar of the Green Cockatoo'
Miss Elspeth Dudgeon seemed to have stepped
the antics of a band of unemployed actors ape¬
out of the frame of a family portrait. Shefwas
ing crime, apeing revolution for the delecta¬
a splendid specimen of fossilised humanity. For
tion of the noblesse. Even the actors tiem¬
the rest, there were errors of casting and the
selves did not know how far the fun meant
huddled stage-management which destrove
serious business. When Henri, the pet
stage-pictures. Mme. Yavorska should be
tragedian, newly wedded to Leccadie, and
better advised and better employed. All deadly jealous, feigned the murder of his rival
PL.
Oet. 2
Oet. 29
Oet.
Wales's.
Nov. 1.
Nor. 3.
Nov. 4.
Nov. 7.
Dec. 8.-
Theatre).
Atthe
McCarthy
Mr. John
they origi
at the Co.
be:
Absolon
Martin
Merete
Anne Pe
Jens Sei
Mester 1
Mester I
Mester
Mester J
David
Officer
Ist Guar
Herlofs
Benete
Jorund!
Attbe
ding“ fl.
Messrs.
Wednesd
Two Fla;
The full.
Hon.
Louis
Berkeit
Marqu
Rake
Willeg
Ben
Ezra
M4
Fagot
Raga
Colon
Chauf
Tata
Ilder!
Abdu.
Mauie
Zorlle
Prius
Lady
Cigan
The pi
The
Tou 7
definite
charact
Percy
Gorde
Count
Bertle
Gregt
∆
Maft
Mau¬
Wini
Ex.
Niss
Mist
Syly
In thi
ductio
busy 1
The
new
Laure:
on Sai
Johr
Inf
Elizt
Plan
Davt
Elea
Myfa
Jane
Mose
Nane
Rev.
Capt.
Stssd Nob
Kae
4#0
B
The Dramatic World.
methods; so have Cabarets. The insinnating
THE WEEK’S PREMIERES
art of Munich Minstrels should be left alone;#t
is spoilt in forced transposition. Fortunately
Gertrude Rolffs and Anton Dressler in one
By J. T. GREIN.
true German Song,“Ich und Du, vindicated
their reputation. The rest was sadly
grotesque.
II.
(1) AMBASSADORS:A Daughter of
There is much talent in" Between Sunset
France.!
and Dawn,“ by Hermon Ould. He has, with
By Pierre Berton and Constance Elizabeth
Hauptmann, Gorki, and the younger French
Maud. Tuesday, October 21.
school, the knack of depieting the lower depth
with swift and simple strokes. The interior
of the doss-house is-admirable. The mother
Pierre Berton is dead. I am almost glad of
and the son, who take in the guests, wrangle
this sadness, for after all he had made some
about business in rough language, yet there
name as a dramatist. He wrote“ Zaza' and
is rugged affection; the lodgers who come in
" La Belle Marseillaise.“
Query: What was
A
bring sadnees, plaints, grim jests, accordliig
his share in this lamentable enfantillage of“
to purse and mood. Then enters a brow-beaten
Daughter of France'? It is eaid that he con¬
little woman, the ill-used wife of one of the
structed the play and that his collaborator
doss-house keeuer’s friends. She appeals to
wrote the dialogue. The latter part of the pro
his mind and his senses. Not once in lis
position is credible; the other an infringe¬
thirty years of life had he understood the
ment of de mortuis nihil nist bonum. Such
meaning of woman. He wants her. He hides
jerry-building has rarely been seen on our
her when the sodden husband comes to claim
modern stage. Every climax is obtained by
her. He knocks him down, throws him out.
the ancient order of“ overhearing,’ every new
He proposes flight and cohabitation to the
situation by an ombrace of the long arm. 1
wife. But women of darker London worship
might almost tell vou the story in the form
violence; they return arms for a fist. She
of a conundrum.“ What happens when to a
goes back; she tries to coax her drunken
Scottish home of antediluvian stodginess the
lord; he threatens to fling the lamp at her
laird brings a Parisian bride, with hat-boxes,
and then she slouches again to the doss-house
a pert maid, short skirts, open-worked stock¬
like a whipped dog, ready for e new, life.
inge and kisses for evervbody, including her
“ Did yon tell 'im about us?“ asks the new
There will be shocks for the
littlo dog?
lover.
She wavers, than prevaricates.
family, a little boredom for the young wife,
What?“ and a strange thing happens—the
and, of course, a young clansman tempted in
beast is roused in man-che sees red—he em¬
the land of bare rocks and wistful lochs bythe
braces her and plunges a knife inte her back.
Parisian lady, as Saint Anthony was in his
It is a manifestation of erotomania, accentu¬
cloistere. In a Freuch play there weuld then
ated by Sadism. A distressing exhibition on
be—well, von know, ça va sans dire—in the
the stage. Ascene unfit to be scen and heard.
English play there is merely a chaste kise
Very clever—alas, very human, too, but in¬
espied hy the mother-in-law of the Xantippie¬
comprehensible to the bulk of the audience,
gender which leads to two acts of trouble. One
better that it should remain ununderstood. It
day, in the garden, when the husband was away
is bevond the province of art. It belongs to
on business, the young man buret out:
the Clinique—or the book of learning. Nor
" Jeanne, I am going away; I have joined the
should it be compared with“ Ghosts''; there
aeroplanes; it is all for love of you.'' And
is no ethical groundwork in it—merely the
Jeanne:“ You are a naughty boy, Tcan't listen
revelation of a terriblessecret in the human
to you. I am going to have a baby, so don't
cupboard. The acting in three instances was
worry me, but if you will be good and think
perfect: Mr. Norman MeKinnel once more
of me we will always be friends,“ and pif—
condemned to portrav aberration, terribly
paf—pouf! in a French impulsive way, there
realistie; liss Adu King, a live figure of
16 a kiss on his lips and a ceinture of arms
netherworlet self-eufficieney and woeful
around her waist. Enter the mother-in-law:
humour; Mr. Edmond Breon, the image of tbe
47
I am going to tell master! I am going to
man whom we see Monday after Monday in
tell mäster.?' And she did. Then there were
the Marvlebone dock for having exacted wifely
awful ructions, but ehe said nothing to her
*love, honour, and obedience“ on Sabbath¬
husband of her child; she went away, he after
eve when alcohol reigns supreme. Miss May
her; they played hide and seek like children
Blavnev rightly outlined the unfortunate wife
until #ive years had elapsed. By that time
in the first scene. Anon she so swallowed her
her little son looked as if he had reached the
words as to becoma inaudible and played to
age of ten, and she lived incognito on the Isle
the audience instead of her partners. She
of Skye almost in full view of the laird’s
used to be artless; ehe has become artificial.
castle. No wonder that at last he found her.
And thus ended much ade about the little kies
III.
of a little Parisienne. It belongs tothe kinder¬
* Then came the world-famed Green
garten of our drama, and the least criticised
Cockatoo, which has spent some ten vears in
the soonest forgotten. Let us assume in
crossing the Channel. Will people understand
charity that the first night took place thirty
it, thie grandly fantastic caricature of Paris
years ago, and that in our imagination the
before the Place de la Grève became a by¬
march of time and progress had come to a
word! Then, as now, the aristocracy loved
standstill.
excursions into the lower depths, or what is
There is hardly anything to be said about
represented as Bohemia. But now there is no
the acting. Mine. Yavorska’s time and ener¬
danger to descend, at Montmartre, into
gies were wasted; the humorous part of the
botfes where opprobrious names üre
French character scarcely suited her; in the
cherished manner of welcome. But in 1789,
more serious scenes she played with ardour
on that July 14 when the people rose as if by
and now and again a touch of real feeling. Miss
magie to storm the Bastille, there was a
Joan Pereira was amusing as a verv outspoken
danger for the counts and the dukes to enjoy
rural French maid. The old Scotch mother of
in the wine cellar of the Green Cockatoo'
Miss Elspeth Dudgeon seemed to have stepped
the antics of a band of unemployed actors ape¬
out of the frame of a family portrait. Shefwas
ing crime, apeing revolution for the delecta¬
a splendid specimen of fossilised humanity. For
tion of the noblesse. Even the actors tiem¬
the rest, there were errors of casting and the
selves did not know how far the fun meant
huddled stage-management which destrove
serious business. When Henri, the pet
stage-pictures. Mme. Yavorska should be
tragedian, newly wedded to Leccadie, and
better advised and better employed. All deadly jealous, feigned the murder of his rival
PL.
Oet. 2
Oet. 29
Oet.
Wales's.
Nov. 1.
Nor. 3.
Nov. 4.
Nov. 7.
Dec. 8.-
Theatre).
Atthe
McCarthy
Mr. John
they origi
at the Co.
be:
Absolon
Martin
Merete
Anne Pe
Jens Sei
Mester 1
Mester I
Mester
Mester J
David
Officer
Ist Guar
Herlofs
Benete
Jorund!
Attbe
ding“ fl.
Messrs.
Wednesd
Two Fla;
The full.
Hon.
Louis
Berkeit
Marqu
Rake
Willeg
Ben
Ezra
M4
Fagot
Raga
Colon
Chauf
Tata
Ilder!
Abdu.
Mauie
Zorlle
Prius
Lady
Cigan
The pi
The
Tou 7
definite
charact
Percy
Gorde
Count
Bertle
Gregt
∆
Maft
Mau¬
Wini
Ex.
Niss
Mist
Syly
In thi
ductio
busy 1
The
new
Laure:
on Sai
Johr
Inf
Elizt
Plan
Davt
Elea
Myfa
Jane
Mose
Nane
Rev.
Capt.