In producers' nightmares, there is one recurring terror: the Broadway opening with a surefire smash, and no reviewers aboard to hail ita fate nearly as bad as the common torture of watching the grim-faced judges show up to pan a feared-for turkey. Last week one dreamed terror became real. A strike forced Manhattan's seven major dailies into silence (see PRESS) and only one of the city's four new Broadway plays (S. N. Behrman's The Cold Wind and the Warm) had the full tide of critical scrutiny. Dutifully, reviewers hunched down in aisle seats and saw their appraisals through the typewriter. Theater...
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