One evening last week, The Company of Four, a London longhair repertory group, presented Jean Cocteau's Azrael (English title: The Eagle Has Two Heads),* Next morning Londoners learned that whatever might be said about the play (and little was said in its favor), a young woman named Eileen Herlie, of whom few had ever heard before, was a Great Actress.
In many another city, wise theatergoers would have put that one down in salt and waited for the still greater new actress of week-after-next. But since London's theatrical critics are perhaps the least effusive group of professionals on earth, there...