Judge — February 21, 1925 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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Cross section of a theater built for the rapid elimination of coughers. When one coughs the seat automatically collapses and one is dropped to a cushioned exit. The Overnight Belascos (Continued from page 12) himself all set to enter into compe- tition with Belasco, Ames, Erlanger and the Shuberts. Among the suddenly constituted producers who have entered the theater in the last year and a half there have been two former automo- bile salesmen, four recently dis- charged office dealer, one baker, seven one-night- stand actors, five curb brokers, one coal de: three former icemen, two ex n, four silk merchants, six cloak and suit dealers, eight dramatic critics, one chiropractor, three ward politicians, one clarinet , two lime and cement dealers, toilet’ preparation manufac- turers, and one designer of ladies’ underdrawers. All but three of these producers may at the present time be addressed in care of the poor- house. Two of the others are in sanitariums, and the third is about to invest the $3,000 net profit he made on his first production in a play dealing with a crook who re- forms in the last act. The Messrs. Schwab and Mandel, although they are the newest pro- ducers to have entered the theater since quarter past ten last Thursday night, do not, perhaps, belong in the category set forth. Both have had some experience in actual produc- tion. What is more, they achieved a considerable success with their first producing venture, the amusing “Firebrand.” But they do fall into the category in the matter of having invested their profits from ‘The Firebrand” in a play called “The Stork.” Who Laszlo Fodor, credited with being the author of the opus, is, I do not know. He is said to be a vs, one delicatessen yp AL & DOTTY DECLARES Her motto is—“ Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Snappiness!” Hungarian, but my Budapest spies seem to be unable to dig up any in formation about him. Not that there is any reason to wish for any information about Laszlo, since his play spoke for itself. What it said was “Veni, vidi, Cain's storchouse.” “The Stork” was a grand failure in every respect. “(yet or Step” is the latest play with which the Dramatists’ Theater, Inc., has tried to show the theatrical managers that they don't know everything. But as all the theatrical managers are at) Palm Beach, on the Riviera, on their $7,000,000 yachts, or otherwise en- gaged in’ spending their surplus funds, and as “Out of Step,” is, into the bargain, a pretty poor pla it is doubtful whether the mess: of the Dramatists’ Theatre, Ine.. will reach their ears. Since the playwrights who comprise the Dramatists’ Theater, Inc., began to see it as their duty to demonstrate to the world that the theatrical managers Were no more necessary to the theater than catgut is to a xylophone, they have produced three different proofs. The first was “The Goose Hangs High,” an indifferent play that, unless my bookkeepe large is wrong in the figures he has given me, did not make enough money to keep the theatrical man- agers’ Hispano-Suizas in dine. ‘The second w ‘ock o° the Roost,” a worthless play that scored a prompt failure. And the third is this “Out of Step.” a half-baked attempt at playwriting which, unless my guess is worse than usual, will not work the boys in the Hudson Theater box- office overtime. ‘The theatrical man- agers may all be murderers, child- stealers, wife-beaters, morons, Ger- comicbooks.com