THE THEATER
Never before has the London stage thrived more lustily than it does today under acute difficulties. Where last year there were 16 shows, last week there were some 30. Audiences may have bus and blackout headaches, may grouse because seats cost from sixpence to four shillings more than they used to. But with petrol rationed, jaunts are few. With the liquor shortage, parties are fizzles. So cinema & theater offer the readiest escape.
Good serious plays are scarce enough, talented new playwrights are scarcer. Whitest hope is 21-year-old, London-born Peter Ustinov, whose...
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