Why not Classes?

Of the rest of the cast, the best and most amusing characterization was given by Wolfgang Rosenberg, who, after a faulty start, fitted neatly into the part of the Swiss soldier and expounded his philosophy very cheerfully and convincingly. His monologue as he fell asleep wasn't so hot, but one can't have everything.

Pat Hildreth was good, too—she always is, though her singing plaintive voice is better suited to tragedy; Dorian Saker was not good, and we pass him by, because, though we have a high opinion of Dorian's capabilities in other directions, the poor lamb can't act. Neither can Bill Davys; but they both may learn.

And that brings us to our point; that these people should learn. Dramatic Club readings are all very well when it comes to amusing the audience, but we doubt if they teach the actors anything at all. Why don't they? Why doesn't the committee invite someone along to judge, criticise, and help? And hold classes instead of readings? It wouldn't be so much fun to watch but it would be of more use.

—K.R.