Dynamo. All the fallibility of Eugene O'Neill as a playwright is to be found in his latest play, the first of a trilogy in which, believe it or not, he evidently seeks to answer no less a question than: What is God? It is the dramatization of that inexplicable bewilderment that has befogged men from the first grey light of a primeval dawn. To the farrago of groping speculation that has entangled the ages, O'Neill has brought the confusion of his own technique in the theatre. It could scarcely be expected that the...
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