Greece in New England
At four p.m. one afternoon last week, a crowd of people who were not quite sure how to dress for the occasion bustled into the neo-Andalusian splendor of Manhattan's Guild Theatre. They were going to see a Eugene O'Neill playan important one. The play, Mourning Becomes Electra, would run continuously with an hour's intermission for dinner, would last five hours.
When coats were stowed under seats, house lights extinguished, the audience was shown the exterior of a large New England home, a portico of deathly paleness only partially masking the building's sepulchral grey face. Here dwell the Mannons. With...
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