If only a tenth part of the
enterprise that goes to the making of its great pageants were devoted to
the invention of a new subject, though it were only _The Babes in Boots_
or _Puss in the Wood_! However, with Bolshevism in the air it is best
perhaps not to tamper with British institutions.
Still, even within the limits imposed by immemorial tradition there
surely must be somebody in the United Kingdom who could make a better
book. It was pathetic that so capable a cast--Miss LILY LONG in
particular--should have such second-rate stuff to say and sing. Seldom
could one detect any attempt to evade the obvious. Of topical allusions,
apart from timeworn themes of coupons and profiteers, there was scarce
a sign, and such burlesque as there was had no sort of subtlety in it.
Take, for example, the opportunity lost in the imitation of a bedroom
scene from modern drama. It announced itself as something "West-Endy,"
yet it was like nothing (I imagine) even in the remote Orient. And
constantly the poor play of _esprit_ had to be carried off by the
distracting thud of some falling body or covered by the deadening clash
of the eternal cymbals.
It is significant, in this connection, that there never seems to be any
male character in these pantomimes that is not committed to buffoonery.
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