A Thurber Carnival is a one-mind show, an animated anthology of pen-and-pencil work by the most splendidly mad of modern humorists. The thought of such a show, however alluring, must cause qualms: Can a world, neither flesh, fish nor fowl and at the same time quite palpably all three, remain vaultingly alive within theater walls, seem superbly demented in three sober dimensions? It turns out that to a notable degree, it can. For one thing, there is much of Thurber that snugly fits a kind of intimate revue. The Unicorn in the Garden and If Grant Had Been Drinking at Appomattox...
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