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The Harvard Dramatic Club will present tonight for the first time in America "Cake," a fantasy by Witter Bynner in Brattle Hall as its fortieth production. The following preview of the play was written by a member of the Theatre Guild at the request of the Dramatic Club.
In styling his dramatic venture an "indulgence," Mr. Bynner chose an aptly wise term, and one which gave him at the outset an abundant license to exercise his poetical imagination fancy free. Unbound by too-rigid dramatic requirements, he has created a gay satire in a distinctly individual vein, exercising an almost abandoned liberty in its construction, flaunting, if not openly violating, certain established dramatic conventions. Scenes change with an almost alarming rapidity; characters come and go with startling swiftness, often, we fear, leaving voids behind, for most of them are too delightfully drawn to be casually cast aside as mere puppets. But we must bear in mind that Mr. Bynner is first of all a poet, and although he has his own peculiar sense of the theater, it will be well for his auditors to bear in mind that the poet is here speaking, and govern their reactions accordingly.
Seek for profundity and depth, and sional loans.
There is also an unusually fine "Holy the evening will be an utter failure; accept the play in the spirit in which it was written and in the mode in which it is likely to be interpreted by undergraduates flaccid before skillful direction, and one is sure to find the "indulgence" ample fare. "Cake" may not cause the rafters of Brattle Hall to ring with unrestrained laughter, but there are certain to be wry smiles up Cantabrigian sleeves, as this or that familiar platitude is aired in the quaint garb which Mr. Bynner has provided. Like the three-year-old we shall eat the frosting which he has spread on his delectation, leaving the more solid fare to the erudite, if there be any such in attendance, unrepelled at the prospect of a "fantasy in verse.
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