unearths some literary gems.
From the New Yorker, Oct.-Dec. 1929:
[All these lines come from Benchley]
Ah me! Me ah!
She always used to get a great deal of applause, albeit over my dead pan.
Owing to the hero having lived one hundred years (almost, it seems, in full view of the audience), a birthday party is arranged and had. There's your plot....The program did not state in what country the action ("action," ha-ha-ha!) took place....
[You may recall that we've seen another review of this play, from Life, in which that reviewer made the same criticism of the "plot," in different words.]
Otto Kruger may have been good, but he was talking through a big beard and I was sitting in Row "O."
The disguise worn [by Sherlock Holmes] in the last act would not fool my three-year-old boy even if he were still three years old.
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Bonus funny names:
Tessie Van Artichoke
Aloysius Tweetle
Notes on attachments:
"Mr. Anno" for Peter Arno is an intentional running joke of an error in the spurious advice column from which I've taken that excerpt.
"Do you do other things besides stand on your head...?" This cartoon would have been much better, imho, if they'd left the question unanswered.
