Der
ruene Kakadu
9. 3 40 ee e eeee
box 15/4
RIDAY, OCTOBER 10, 1930.
tocrats who frequent the troupe's
CIVIC THEATRE CIVES
cellar headquarters, This actor impro¬
vises a tense dramatic situation, cul¬
THE GREEN COCKATOO‘
minating in the murder of one of his
Fwife's innumerable lovers, only to
find that the situation has its coun¬
Eva Le Gallienne’s Company Pre¬
terpart in what is sometimes jocular¬
ly called real life. When, in a jealous
sents Exuberant Mob Scene
rage, he actually murders the lover,
an aristocrat, he is, to his bewilder¬
in Schnitzler Play.
ment, hailed as a revolutionary hero.
The action is set against a back¬
ground that is colorful and lively and
As the first new production of its
a good piece of visual production,
fifth season under the guidance of
but never manages to be very porten¬
tous, as vou have a feeling it should.
Eva Le Gallienne, the Civic Reper¬
In the röle of the actor, Jacob Ben¬
tory Theatre last night added Ar¬
Ami last night gave a performance
thur Schnitzler’s oneract play,The
in which his adherents found much
to applaud. Egon Brecher was at his
Green Cockatoo,“to its bills. The
best as the gruff host of the wine¬
piece served as a longish and tumul¬
room playhouse and the others who
tous curtain-raiser forThe Lady
populated the play were picturesque
or flamboyant, or both.
From Alfaqueque, whose pleasant
Hispanie charms have graced the
programs in Fourteenth Street since
iv in 1929.
The Green Coakatoo“ 18 à play
set against the cataclysmic pan¬
orama of the French Revolution, a
play which, in fact, reaches its ironic
climax as the howling mobs pour
from the storming of the Bastille
into the wine cellar where the action
takes place. Last night, in their en¬
thusiasm, these howling mobs also
stormed Herr Schnitzler’s superior
chromo, and the result was that its
sardonic and often sinister aspects
were lost in the exuberance of a
Thespians’ field day.
The leading figure of the play is an
Americen febrew
actor performing with a troupe of
menacing vagabonds, who specialize
-Cat 24-5 0
in the extempore drama to the de¬
Ge
light of the spineless, foppish aris¬
s a curtain raiser to Dhe Lady From Alfaqueque, that light little story of
a gullible Spanish lady’s idealization of her birthplace, which you will
probably remember from last year, The Civic Repertory ogers Schnitzler’s
Dhe Green Cockatoo. We enjoyed The Lody From Alfaqueque, but the other
piece is certainly not Schnitzler at his best. It is a tale told to the background
of the French Revolution, evolving ultimately that famous situation in which
tlie tragedy the actor plays become reality in his own life. The Green Cockatoo
is the name of a wine cellar where the aristocracy of Paris comes to play with
the lower depths. Little scenes of horror are staged which the audience, at
least the audience on the stage, are supposed to relish hugely. The ster of the
company is Henri, played by Jacob Ben-Ami without great success. Henri
promises his chef d’oeuvre for this evening, by the chain of circumstance the#
grief which he mimics assumes reality, the çonventional red capped mob rushes
in, and the curtain falls. It is all very slight stuff.
ruene Kakadu
9. 3 40 ee e eeee
box 15/4
RIDAY, OCTOBER 10, 1930.
tocrats who frequent the troupe's
CIVIC THEATRE CIVES
cellar headquarters, This actor impro¬
vises a tense dramatic situation, cul¬
THE GREEN COCKATOO‘
minating in the murder of one of his
Fwife's innumerable lovers, only to
find that the situation has its coun¬
Eva Le Gallienne’s Company Pre¬
terpart in what is sometimes jocular¬
ly called real life. When, in a jealous
sents Exuberant Mob Scene
rage, he actually murders the lover,
an aristocrat, he is, to his bewilder¬
in Schnitzler Play.
ment, hailed as a revolutionary hero.
The action is set against a back¬
ground that is colorful and lively and
As the first new production of its
a good piece of visual production,
fifth season under the guidance of
but never manages to be very porten¬
tous, as vou have a feeling it should.
Eva Le Gallienne, the Civic Reper¬
In the röle of the actor, Jacob Ben¬
tory Theatre last night added Ar¬
Ami last night gave a performance
thur Schnitzler’s oneract play,The
in which his adherents found much
to applaud. Egon Brecher was at his
Green Cockatoo,“to its bills. The
best as the gruff host of the wine¬
piece served as a longish and tumul¬
room playhouse and the others who
tous curtain-raiser forThe Lady
populated the play were picturesque
or flamboyant, or both.
From Alfaqueque, whose pleasant
Hispanie charms have graced the
programs in Fourteenth Street since
iv in 1929.
The Green Coakatoo“ 18 à play
set against the cataclysmic pan¬
orama of the French Revolution, a
play which, in fact, reaches its ironic
climax as the howling mobs pour
from the storming of the Bastille
into the wine cellar where the action
takes place. Last night, in their en¬
thusiasm, these howling mobs also
stormed Herr Schnitzler’s superior
chromo, and the result was that its
sardonic and often sinister aspects
were lost in the exuberance of a
Thespians’ field day.
The leading figure of the play is an
Americen febrew
actor performing with a troupe of
menacing vagabonds, who specialize
-Cat 24-5 0
in the extempore drama to the de¬
Ge
light of the spineless, foppish aris¬
s a curtain raiser to Dhe Lady From Alfaqueque, that light little story of
a gullible Spanish lady’s idealization of her birthplace, which you will
probably remember from last year, The Civic Repertory ogers Schnitzler’s
Dhe Green Cockatoo. We enjoyed The Lody From Alfaqueque, but the other
piece is certainly not Schnitzler at his best. It is a tale told to the background
of the French Revolution, evolving ultimately that famous situation in which
tlie tragedy the actor plays become reality in his own life. The Green Cockatoo
is the name of a wine cellar where the aristocracy of Paris comes to play with
the lower depths. Little scenes of horror are staged which the audience, at
least the audience on the stage, are supposed to relish hugely. The ster of the
company is Henri, played by Jacob Ben-Ami without great success. Henri
promises his chef d’oeuvre for this evening, by the chain of circumstance the#
grief which he mimics assumes reality, the çonventional red capped mob rushes
in, and the curtain falls. It is all very slight stuff.