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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains theatrical humor and criticism rather than political satire. The "Laughs" section features two entertainment cartoons: one showing Charlotte Greenwood in a bathing scene from "Hazard Short's Ritz Review," and another titled "The Dream Girl" with a crude joke about the Garden of Eden (the "green pair" is a pun on female anatomy). The main article, "I'd Run a Mile" by George, is a scathing theater review criticizing producer Basil Dean's staging of James Elroy Flecker's play "Hassan." The author (whose full identity is unclear) argues that Dean, highly regarded by Englishmen, has taken Flecker's beautiful musical script and transformed it into a tedious, lifeless production. The final punch is a threat to commit himself to an asylum rather than endure such work—contemporary slang referencing Islip's mental institution.

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Charlotte Greenwood in “Hazard Short’s Ritz Review” “What? You’re not ringing me? You should be, I’m soaking wet!” “The Dream Girl” “All the trouble in the Garden of Eden was caused by an apple.” “Naw, it was caused by a green pair!” I’D RUN A MILE by George I AMEs Exroy FiEcker’s “Hassan” J is a very beautiful play that has been treated badly by its theatrical boss. The latter has taken it out at night, spent a lot of money on it and then got fresh with it. His intentions may have started out to be honorable, i but they didn’t end that way. The boss in question is the Mons. Basil Dean, who is regarded by English- men, along with pants that reach up to . the chest, as the real thing. The estima- tion in which the Englishmen hold the M. Dean is a source of considerable mystification tome. I have been trying to figure it out for the last six years and I am just as far from a solution as I was on the day I laid in two dozen strong cigars and began to apply myself to the problem. If this Basil is the artistic producer the English say he is, then 1 am ready for a certain large building at Islip, L. I., that has bars on its win- dows and whose residents all believe that Woodrow Wilson was a great man. The affable Basil has taken Flecker’s musical and thoroughly delightful manu- script and made it into a plodding and spiritless theatrical evening. The pity is comicbooks.com