Word: cowl
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Dates: during 1930-1930
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...Bottle. Jane Cowl has introduced this comedy by Benn W. Levy (adapter of Topaze) to alternate with her performances of Twelfth Night. The play is well above the average as to script, is ably acted. Miss Cowl assumes the role of a lady who, having run away with an artist who later abandoned her, returns to her husband, son and daughter after 20 years. She finds her son in love with a model, her daughter in love with her seductive artist, her husband in a quandary. The final unraveling of all this is perhaps overlong, but splendid are the queenly...
...sleep: "When I woke up this morning there were four dogs in bed with me." Twelfth Night. Perhaps because the works of William Shakespeare are reputed ageless, most recent Shakespearean productions have been rigged out with modernistic settings, actors in mufti, sundry sensationalisms. In tune with her time, Jane Cowl has for her stage settings a huge book of Shakespeare which is unfolded to make various scenes. Her performance as Viola is lively, her grace and beauty are used to good effect. But Leon Quartermain gives the most worthy interpretation, bringing rich and affecting pathos and frustration to the difficult...
Among firstnighters were Mary Louise ("Texas') Guinan and James Joseph ("Gene") Tunney. Scholar Tunney went behind between acts, offered Miss Cowl his "fe-li-ci-ta-tions" on a "per-fect-ly de-light-ful'' performance...
...happy days when Mr. Baker gave his famous English 47. Judging merely from the merits of the picture, there are several good reasons for not missing it, and one of these is the very excellent acting of Miss Constance Bennett. Playing a part once filled by Jane Cowl on the stage, Miss Bennett very ably carries off her characterization with all of the effectiveness that one associates with a stage presentation...
...never let it be uttered, that the Vagabond, erudite gentleman that he is, forthwith abandoned his quest. Not so. Instead he made a valiant effort to get in the mood for these mental hazzards. For instance, he very adroitly hung in the wings while Miss Jane Cowl waved her hands and wrists about the zenith as Olivia in "Twelfth Night" which is occupying the foot-lights at the Wilbur (current advertising in this column is 90 cents per inch). That disposed of the Bard. As for Monsieur Homer (even if the nomenclature is a mixed metaphor) he perched over...