Group; some undoubtedly goes to an excellent cast, in which the long-experienced Beth Merrill gives a perform ante as the half-insane but desperately ruthless mother which is, rather sur;prisingIy perhaps, equaIed by that of the radio actor Ed Begley as the dis; honest manufacturer. But there must be something unusually genuine in the writing, also. All this is not to say that All My 6ons is perfect. For one I thing, the neat pIot is almost too neat. The pieces fit together with the artificial, interlockI ing perfection of a jig-saw puzzle, and toward the- end one begins to feel a little uncomfortable to find all the im,,plicit ironies so patly illustrated and / poetic justice working with such me: chanical perfection. For another, Mr. j Miller seems rather unnecessarily careful to express explicitly his warm respect for all the leftist pieties. Sometimes this leads him to work in sweep ing but rather dubious generalizations, as it does, for instance, when he permits one of his characters to explain that anyone who made war profits is, in some manner not made quite clear, just as guilty as those who deliberately made defective equipment. Worse than this, he seems unaware of one fundamental incompatibility between the logic of his story and the logic of his doc;trine. The play jis a play about persona1 guilt and -personal atonement; and it is difficult to see how either can have any meaning if, as the author seems anxious elsewhere to proclaim, men are not what they make themselves but what the system makes them. It is, one is bound to. conclude, rather a pity that Mr. Millers intellectual convictions are so much more stereotyped than his dramatic imagination, but it is also only fair to add that these blemishes are .for the most part pretty much on the surface. In any event, those theatergoers who have got in the habit of assuming that leftist pIays can be interesting onIy to ,those who have sternly disciplined themselves to a point where they are interested in whatever they think they ought to be interested in can get a pleasant surprise at All My Sons. INtTRUCTOWS! Take Adrahtage
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to his own material.disadvantage; but it is also shown that the whole community depends on his example and on his de,fense of the heipless. Yet at its best, which is usua.IIy inextricable with its worst, I feel that this movie ,is a very taking -sermon about the feasibility of a kind of Christian semisocialism, a society. founded on atfection, kindliness, and trust, and that its chief mistake or sin-an enormous one +s its refusal to face the fact that evil is intrinsic in each individual, and that _ no man may deliver his brother, or make agreement unto God for him. It interests me, by the way, that in repre. senting a twentieth-century American town Frank Capra uses so little of the twentieth and idealizes so much that seems essentially nineteenth-century, or prior anyhow to the First World War, which really ended that century. Many small towns are, to be sure, backward in that generally more likable way, but I have never seen one so Norman-Rockwellish as all that. Capras villainous . capitalist-excellently played, in harsh Mack and white, by Lionel Barrymore-is a hundred per cent Charles Dickens. His New Capitalist-equally well played by Frank Albertson, in f fashionable grays-makes his fortune, appropriately, in plastics, is a blithe, tough, harmIess fellow, and cables the .hero a huge check, when it is most needed, purely out of the goodness of his heart. Like Stewart, he is obviously the salt of the earth. Some day I hope to meet him. I am occasionally mystified why the Catholic church, which is so sensitive to the not very grave danger to anybodys soul of wabching Jennifer Jones trying to be a sex actress-roughly the equivalent of the rich man worming around in the needles eye, or Archbishop Spellman as Christs Best Mannever raises an eyebrow, let alone hell, over the kinds of heresy and of deceit of the soul which are so abundant in
TS A Wonderful Life is a movie
about a local boy who stays local, doesnt make good, and becomes at length so unhappy that he wishes he ha< never been born. At this point an angel named .Clarence .shows him what his family, friends, and town would I have been like if he hadnt been. As I mentioned several weeks ago, this story is somewhere near as effective, of its kind, as A Christmas Carol. In par-, titular, the hero is extravagantly well played by James Stewart. But as I also mentioned, I had my misgivings. These have increased with time. One -important function of good art * or entertainment is to unite and illuminate the heart and the mind, to cause each to learn from, and to enhance, the experience of the other. Bad art and entertainment misinform and disunite them. Much too often this movie appeals to the heart at the expense of the mind, at other times it urgently demands of the heart that it treat with contempt the minds efforts to keep its integrity; at still other times the heart is simply used, on the mind, as a truncheon. The movie does all this so proficiently, and with so much genuine warmth, that I wasnt able to get reasonably straight about it for quite a prhile. I still think it has a good deal of charm and quality, enough natural talent involved in it to make ten pictures ten times as good, and terrific vitality or, rather, vigor-for much of the vitality seems cooked-up and applied rather than innate. (The high-school dance floor coming apart over a swimming pool is a sample of cooking-up that no movie has beaten for a long time.) But I mistrust, for instance, any work which tries to persuade me-or rather, which assumesthat I assume-that there is so much good in nearly all the worst of us that all it needs is a proper chance and example, to take complete control. I mistrust even more deeply the assumpEducational programs clre most tion, so comfortably stylish these days, effective when au that whether people turn out well or ill depends overwhelmingly on outside circumstancesand scarcely if at all on their own moral intelligence and courage. cent intercultural, social and enterNeither idea is explicit. in this movie, taining releases. Consult us at no but the whole story depends on the obligation for your next program. strong implication and assumption of u Easy on the budget rates. both. Stewart, to be sure, is shown as an 115 WEST 44th STREET I New York City _ exce$ionaI man-that is, as. a man often faced with moral alternatives who s*mm~wuBliinmti
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of Strausss Tod und Vaedcklkung by violinist. Jacques Abr+s perfarmances of the thePhrkdelphia Orchestra underQrmandy (et 613; $ 3 . 8 5 ) . The perform- Chopm waltzes he has recorded for ance 1s good, and is well-reproduced by Muslcrafr (Set 7 6 ; $3.85) havent any the records, except for wooden-sounding of the relaxed grace and plasticity which kettledrum-beats and poor balances that the pieces call for, but are, instead, hecobscure solo instnunents QII the first tic and tense, with extravagances and side, and a leveled-off dimax on the last violences that impress me as utterly capricious, wilful, and perverse. The side. I t is certainly to be preferredto the lurid Stakwski performances, sound of his piano 1s excelIently reproespecially the m e that is atrociously re- duced, but with distorticm in same of the fortisslmas; and h e r e axe also some corded m the alder Columbia- set. Brahrnss Pram Concesto No. 1 has sides with noisy surfaces and same with been recorded for Columbia by Serkin wavering pitch. with the Pittsburgh Symphony under Twelve- of the songs af FaurE that Reiner (Set 652; $6.85); and 1 have were sung by Isabel French and Olymforced myself to listen to a few sides in pia & NapoLi in the Earn& Festival at order to report to those who love this Harvard University in 1945 have been dreadful work as I once did that the recorded for Technichord by the Same performance is good but is poorly re- singers with piano accompaniments by corded-with its sound dulled and con- Paul Daguereau (Set T-7:3 vinylite fused by the poor balance of piano bass records; $7.93). Reheaeirrg the songs I with treble and of piana witkarchestra. find them no more interestingthan I Victor has issued a volume of folk did then; and their sameness of style is unrelieved by the unvarying-though songs and ballads sung by SusanReed (Set 1036; $3), who is charming when agreeable-coIar of the voices that she sings simply, but who often sings are used with musical intelligence and taste. The performances are weheproHE people all over the country who artily. Vox has issued a pre-war Polydor duced; the vinylite records have occaBeard MarianAnderson on the Telephone Hour In January-who, that recording of Busanis arrangement of sional noisy defects which are more is, heard how fresh and brg and beau- the D mmor Concerto of Bach, played noticeable because- af their quiet at other tihl her volce sounded at close-micro- by Alexander Borovsky with the La- times. The French texts and English phone range-had no idea of how dif- rnoureux Orchestra under Bigot (Set translations are provided; and there are dis- again instructians forthe care of the ferent it had sounded the night before 162; $4.05). I havelearnedto approve of Busonis amplification of records that still pernita pickup weight in Carneggle Hall. If I hadlefther recital a t the intermission I would have Bachs writing, and advise anyone who up to two ounces.when they should carried away an impression of great de- is interested m this concerto, m e of forbid anything over one ounce; -and that warn against dust without menteriorationfrom her singing of Bach, Baichs greated i n s m . e n t a l workqto Schubert, and a Tchaikovsky operatic acquire either the original clavier ver- tioning that it has to be cleaned aut of aria, which had been lrfeless successions sion recorded by F isher ot the violin the grooves of red vinylite records with version recorded by Szigeti. Boravskfs a soft brush beyare each playing. of tones that had lacked theirformer lustrous beauty and power, had been playing is straightforward; and the per8fflicted with a strong vlbrato, and occa- formance is clearly reproduced. Another Vox set (617; $2.93) offers sionally had even sagged in pitch. Only CONTRIBUTORS with the French songs afterthe inter- Debussys Ponr le piano: Prelude, mission did the stnglng begin to gain in Sarabande, and Toccata, performed by rtnimatmn, the voice in warmth and Gaby Casadesus. 1 enjoy the effective SIDNEY HOOK, head of the departvolume-until inthe aria from De- writing for the piano in the Prelude ment of philosophy at New York Unibussys LEnfant prodiguethere was and Toccatzi, but dont care or the Sa- versity, is the author of The Hero in Education for Modern something hke the exciting vocal sound rabande; I also like Mme. Casadesuss Historyand more spiritedplaying better than her Man. and intensity of former occasions. On the Telephone Hour Miss An- husbands; and the sound of her piano derson sang Brahmss Sapphische is well reproduced, but there is leveling DAVID T. BAZELON is a frequent Ode, a splritud,andan aria from uff and limiting of volume at some of contributor tQ The N d o n . Massenets Herodiade-which the the climaxes, and loss of volume also at producers of the program seem to have the ends of sides, and the surfaces are HARRY M. JOHNSON is assistant professor of socioIogy at Simmons Colconsidered so staggering a burden to poor. &e rzdio audience that even after playStill another Vox set (614; $4.05) lege. ing a dame from Delibess Coppelia offers a number of piecesby Paganini and a little piece by Tchaikovsky the which are occasions for violin-playing RUSTEMVAMBERY, former professor orchestra had to show that music alsu by Ruggiero- Riccl that is breath-taking of criminal lax and &minology at the can relax by playing Robert Russell in its technical brdliance and its vitality. University of Budapest, has written Bennetts variat~onson My Bonnie Lies When Ricci records some better music extensively on the pmblems of the Over the Ocean. we wlll know whether he has developed Balkans.
films of this sort-to say nothing of the
ideas given, in such films, of the life after death. Fortunately, I dont have to wait for ecclesiastical permission to say that I am getting beyond further endurance sick and tired of angels named Clarence, Mike, et cetera; I am not even sure I tuant any furthertrnck with Israfel. These John Q. Public, commonman insults against the very nature of the democratic spirit are bad enough, applied to the living. If the after-life is just a sort of St. Petersburg oveuun by these retired Good Joes,- taking steam baths in nebulae, saakhing themselves with stars, andforeverand ever assurin g themselves and Almighty God that they are every bit ?s good as He is and a damn sight more homey and regular, then heaven, so far as Im concerned, can wait indefinitely.
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