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...Hedda Hopper: "He has a terrific following among members of the Beat Generation. He loves the adulation of a mob. After that, going home to a family must seem humdrum." Thus the handy Beat Generation label, a device more literary than lifelike that has been applied to everything from Godot* to Bardot, was formally pinned on Brando. But the experts disagreed violently about whether the actor with the sweatshirt and the lyric lunkishness really could boast the credentials of a true beatnik. Certain habits are in his favor: he has been known to greet visitors in his underwear, date hash...
There are some people who have been waiting since the demise of i.e. The Cambridge Review for hopeful signs on the Harvard magazine scene. Like the Godot sojurn, this wait has been punctuated with a good deal of talk and some potato-chip philosophizing...
This is especially regrettable in the case of Beckett's All That Fall. Since his Waiting for Godot, it is hard not to look at every succeeding lesser play as a lost opportunity for another masterpiece. Not that the new play is a total loss: many lines in it bear the authentic whiplash-imprint of Beckett's scathing wit or glow darkly with the grim beauty that only he commands...
...hardly a plot: a sick, lonely, old woman struggles along a road to meet her husband at the railroad station; they start off, then stop to wrangle and reminisce. As for characterization, the minor characters are mediocre comic types, and the old couple merely querulous and sad. Waiting for Godot was even more deficient in plot and character, as these terms are usually understood, but the newer work somehow misses the odd, grim delightfulness that exempted Godot from all the usual demands that are made on a play. All That Fall should be worth reading, and even studying...
...Othello of this production is Earle Hyman, whom local playgoers will recall for his excellent work during the past year in Saint Joan and Waiting for Godot. He is ideal for the role, if perhaps still a bit young. Handsome and six-feet-three, he properly cuts a figure of great physical and moral stature. A rich, sonorous voice is complemented by an extraordinarily expressive face as, going from calm imperiousness through tormenting doubts and jealousy to become a tragically pitiful uxoricide, the Devil's agent Iago gradually wreaks the havoc of his human lord and the heavenly Desdemona...